The Faded Apartment

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The carriage wheels groaned against the cobblestones of Vhal, a sound like dry bones grinding in the mist that clung to the city’s ancient stones. Elara Whitmore, thirty-two and trembling with a cold that had nothing to do with the November air, watched the silhouette of the ancestral home rise through the fog, a jagged tooth against the grey sky. She had come for the money, the specific,...

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