The Wistful Campus

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The rain had not stopped in three days, a steady, grey curtain that turned the village of Oakhaven into a watercolor left out in the damp. In the kitchen of the old stone cottage, young Arthur sat at the table, his elbows resting on the wood, his chin in his hands. Across from him, Master Elias, the village’s oldest and most reclusive scholar, stirred a pot of black broth. The smell of herbs...

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