The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain in the city of Oakhaven did not fall so much as it settled, a gray, persistent mist that clung to the wool coats and the stone facades, turning the cobblestones into slick, dark mirrors that reflected the gaslight in trembling, yellow pools. It was the kind of weather that encouraged secrets, that made the air heavy with the scent of wet slate and rotting leaves, and it was in this...

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