The Wistful Skyline

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The rain did not fall so much as it was applied, a thick, grey paste that coated the cobblestones of Oakhaven until the town looked like a bruise left open by a careless hand. You stood at the edge of the town square, your hands locked around the hilt of a sword that was less a weapon and more a burden of rusted memory. The blade was dull, pitted with the oxidation of decades, yet it hummed...

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