The Frost Within
The village of Oakhaven was a place where the wind didn't blow; it screamed. Erik had come here to disappear, to let the oppressive silence of the Norwegian mountains bury the memories of the patients he couldn't save in the city. He lived in a cabin that smelled of pine and old books, and he spent his days staring at the ancient well in the center of the village. One Tuesday, he found a fish...
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