The Distant Promise

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of Oakhaven into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the gaslight’s sickly yellow glow. You stood in the center of the town square, your hands tucked deep into the pockets of your wool coat, watching the water pool around the base of the old stone fountain. It was a path you had walked a thousand times, a...

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