The Wistful Witness

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The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, persistent mist that seemed to seep into the very marrow of the earth and settle there, a heavy, gray weight that pressed down on the shoulders of the valley and choked the breath from the lungs of those who lived within it, and I stood at the edge of the crumbling bridge, my boots slick with the sludge of the riverbank, watching the water churn...

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