The Distant Summer

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2026-08-23 12:28:42 -

The ink in the well is black, but it dries with a bruised purple tint that no amount of washing from your fingers can quite remove, a stain that seems to eat into the whorls of your skin rather than sit upon them. You are Elias, a court scribe of thirty-two years, and the only thing that matters in the damp chill of the Royal Archive is the steady, rhythmic scratching of your quill against the...

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