The Distant Journey

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2026-08-18 22:37:10 -

The mist sat heavy on the valley floor, a gray shroud that swallowed the base of the limestone cliffs, leaving only the jagged peaks visible against the pale, indifferent sky. I had been walking for three days, my boots worn thin against the shale and the wet moss, my body a map of aches that I had learned to ignore. In my hand, I clutched the letter, the paper soft and frayed from the weeks I...

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