The Wistful Letter

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2026-08-18 20:00:51 -

The rain fell upon the city of Oakhaven not as water, but as a fine, persistent mist that seeped into the bones of the brickwork and the souls of the men who walked its narrow, gaslit streets, turning the very air into a heavy, gray shroud that clung to the shoulders of the passersby and whispered of endings that had not yet quite arrived, for Elara had been walking for three days without...

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