The Distant Nightmare

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The iron key is cold in your palm, a weight that has settled into the hollow of your hand over thirty years. You are Elara, the Archivist, and your hands are trembling. It is a fine tremor, barely visible to anyone who does not know you, but you feel it in the bone, a vibration that travels up your wrist and settles in your chest. The Royal Archive smells of dust and dried lavender, a scent...

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