The Cloister of the Weeping Stone
The village of Oakhaven was a place where the fog never truly lifted, and the residents spoke in hushed tones about the ruins on the hill. There stood the Chapel of St. Jude, a skeletal remain of a 14th-century sanctuary, its stone walls choked by ancient ivy and its roof long since surrendered to the elements. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of damp earth and the oppressive weight of...
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