The Distant Promise

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The satchel held three items: a quill, a pot of ink, and a vial of dried blood. Elias weighed them in his palm, feeling the cold glass of the vial bite into his skin. It was the weight of a debt, measured not in coins but in years of silence. He looked at the door of the small stone hut, where Mara lay on a pallet of straw, her face grey as the ash in the hearth. She was coughing, a wet,...

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