The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The jar sat on the counter, its glass fogged with condensation that smelled of rot and old honey. Elara Vane pressed her thumb against the rim, feeling the grit of dried earth beneath her nail. Inside, the sun-roots had turned the color of bruised plums, their vibrant orange faded to a sickly, dusty brown. They were supposed to cure the fever, but they looked like they had been dead for a...

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