The Wistful Voyage

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The fever took the village first. Then it took the silence. You are in the cellar. The air is thick. It tastes of damp stone and rot. You hold the jar. It is heavy. Cold. You shake it. The liquid sloshes. It is black. It is thick. You have made it from the roots of the nightshade and the blood of a goat. It is not medicine. It is a key. Thomas is above you. He is coughing. You hear it through...

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