The Frozen Heart of Winter

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The fog clung to the jagged edges of the Blackwood valley like a shroud, cold and suffocating. Arthur lived in the marrow of this silence, a solitary man in a cottage that smelled of dried peat and ancient dust. He was a remnant of a war long forgotten, a soldier who had traded his rifle for a trowel, spending his twilight years scouring the damp earth for the silver-leafed ferns and...

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