The Wistful Skyline

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the cobblestones in the market square of Oakhaven, a town that existed in the liminal space between the waking world and the fever dreams of the displaced, where the air smelled perpetually of wet wool, old iron, and the faint, cloying sweetness of rotting apples. Thomas stood under the eave of the...

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