The Wistful Voyage

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The door to the watchtower groaned under the weight of the storm, a sound like a bone snapping in the dark, and you stood there with your hand on the cold iron of the gate, feeling the vibration travel up your arm and into the marrow of your shoulder where it settled, heavy and cold, like a stone dropped into a well. "You cannot stay," Thomas said, his voice thin and reedy, stripped of its...

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