The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain drummed against the leaded glass of the apothecary’s upper window, a rhythmic tapping that Elias found irritatingly precise. He stood before the Master’s desk, his hands trembling not from cold, but from the sheer weight of the vial he clutched in his palm. The liquid inside was a pale, milky white, swirling with a faint, iridescent sheen that caught the candlelight like oil on water....

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