The Faded Chronicle

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The bell tolled seven. It was a hollow sound, thin and cold, cutting through the heavy fog that clung to the cobblestones of Oakhaven. Elias woke before the light did. He lay in the narrow bed, staring at the ceiling beams, counting the cracks. He had dreamed of the river again. Not the muddy, sluggish creek that ran behind the mill, but a vast, black ocean, silent and deep. In the dream, he...

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