The Distant Whispers

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The fog in Oakhaven did not roll in; it seeped up from the damp earth, a grey tide that swallowed the cobblestones and the low stone houses until the world was reduced to a circle of breath and shadow. Elara Vane woke with a scream that died in her throat, her eyes fixed on her left hand, which was no longer flesh but a translucent, pulsing vessel of thick, opalescent glass. The curse had...

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