The Distant Nightmare

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The letter from the Ministry of Archives lay on the oak desk, its seal unbroken, the heavy cream paper smelling faintly of the damp cellar where it had been stored for three days. Elara Vane did not open it immediately; instead, she watched the tremor in her right hand, a fine, persistent vibration that had begun six months ago and now made holding a teacup an act of dangerous concentration....

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