The Wistful Crossroads

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The fog that rose from the River Avon was not merely a weather phenomenon in the village of Oakhaven, but a living membrane, a pale, breathing skin that stretched across the water and swallowed the world whole. You arrived at the old stone ferryman’s hut with your boots caked in the red clay of the highlands, your scholar’s coat stained by the damp, your mind a labyrinth of footnotes and...

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