The Echo of Identity
The town of Oakhaven was a place where the sky was always the color of a wet sidewalk. It was a town of low fences and high secrets, where everyone knew your name but no one knew your history. Leo lived in a small house at the edge of the woods, a place where the silence was so absolute it felt like a presence. Leo had been raised by the Millers, a couple of quiet, hardworking people who had...
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