The Distant Whispers

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The fog did not merely settle over the village of Oakhaven; it permeated the very marrow of the stones, the grain of the wood, and the hollows of the hearts that beat within its confines, a thick, grey wool that smothered the light until the sun was nothing more than a pale, diffused memory of a god who had long since turned away in disappointment. Margaret stood in the center of her kitchen,...

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