The Distant Whispers

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The ink was already wet on Elara’s fingertips when she opened her eyes, a cold, viscous black that stained the pale skin of her hands like a bruise that would not heal. She sat up in the large four-poster bed, the silk sheets tangling around her ankles, and stared at her palms as if they belonged to someone else, the dark fluid spreading from the tips of her fingers toward her wrists in slow,...

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