The Wistful Incense

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You have been here for a hundred years. The town of Oakhaven is small. It smells of coal dust and wet wool. The smoke hangs low. It settles in the hair. It coats the lungs. You are not human. You are a thing of smoke and memory. You wear a shape. It is the shape of a woman. Her name is Elara. She died in 1912. You are what is left. You are the ghost in the machine of the town. The people walk...

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