The Wistful Saga
You know the mill. It stands by the river. It is old stone. It is cracked. The water runs below. It runs cold. You are walking there. Your boots are wet. The mud is deep. It pulls at your heels. You do not stop. You cannot stop. You are walking to tell him. To tell Thomas. You have news. Bad news. Good news? No. Just news. The war is here. Not the distant war. The war with smoke. The war with...
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