The Echoes of the Lake
The village of Oakhaven was a place where the mist never truly lifted, and the lake at its center was a mirror of ink, reflecting a sky that always seemed to be mourning. Elara had always been different—her laughter sounded like breaking glass, and her eyes held a depth that unsettled the locals. She was a creature of edges and shadows, a woman who lived in the spaces between the known and the...
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