The Distant Journey

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2026-08-18 08:29:20 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the streets of Oakhaven into a brown, sludge-like river that swallowed the lower rungs of the iron fences and slicked the cobblestones until they shone like wet coal. I stood at the edge of the platform, the collar of my greatcoat turned up against the chill that seeped through the wool and into the marrow of my bones, watching the steam from the...

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