The Distant Whispers

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The inventory sheet lay on the table, stained with the black soot of the hearth, listing the remaining stock of the apothecary: three jars of dried lavender, a handful of crushed willow bark, two vials of mercury, and one small glass bottle of distilled rosewater. I had signed the ledger the previous night, my hand trembling not from cold but from the fever that was already beginning to settle...

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