The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-17 17:23:49 -

The bell tower stood alone. It was cracked. A fissure ran from the base to the top. It split the stone like a wound. No one lived there. It was in the marsh. The fog rolled in. It swallowed the world. Thomas walked. He walked fast. His boots were heavy. They were caked in mud. He carried a bag. It was old. It was leather. It smelled of dust. He looked at the tower. He looked at the crack. He...

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