The Gilded Cage of Grey
Elias woke up to the sound of a simulated bird singing. He stretched his limbs in the soft, linen sheets of his bedroom, the air smelling of fresh pine and lavender. Outside his window, the town of Oakhaven was a picture of pastoral perfection: white picket fences, cobblestone streets, and neighbors who waved with genuine, wide smiles. For five years, Elias had lived in Oakhaven. He had a small...
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