The Wistful Voyage

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The stone under your boots is slick with the blood of a stag that died an hour before the sun broke through the fog, and the cold has seeped up through the soles of your heavy leather boots to settle deep in your bones, a persistent ache that mirrors the hollowness you feel behind your ribs where your heart used to beat with the steady, rhythmic certainty of a war drum. You stand in the center...

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