The Wistful Crossroads

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In the dream, the city of Oakhaven was built not of stone or steel, but of woven willow branches and dried reeds, a fragile lattice that hummed with a low, persistent vibration, as if the earth itself were holding its breath. Elara stood at the center of the market square, her hands buried in the soil of a planter that stretched from one end of the town to the other, a long, winding trench...

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