The Faded Road
The village of Oakhaven sat in a valley so deep that the fog never fully lifted. It was a place of stone and silence, where the air tasted of wet moss and old iron. In the center of the town stood the Apothecary, a narrow building with a sign that had faded to the color of ash. Inside, behind a counter of dark oak, stood Elias Thorne. Elias was not like the others. His skin was pale as...
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