The Wistful Crossroads

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The frost came early that year, biting through the wool of the manor’s walls until the stone itself felt cold to the touch. Elias Thorne stood in his study, a room lined with books that had not been opened in decades. He was a scholar of botany, or so the records claimed, though his hands were stained not with ink but with the dark, wet residue of the soil he tended in the courtyard. Outside,...

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