The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-18 01:32:49 -

The mud on the road to the highlands was not merely wet but alive, a thick, sucking slurry that seemed to hold the weight of the world in its brown, rotting grip, and Margaret stood there with her boots sinking to the ankle, watching the horse and cart of the Magistrate’s estate disappear into the grey curtain of rain that rolled down from the peaks, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts...

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