The Distant Journey

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2026-08-19 06:10:44 -

The bread was burning. It filled the kitchen with a sharp, acrid smoke. It tasted of ash. It tasted of failure. Thomas stood by the stove. His hands trembled. He was nine years old. He wore his father’s old overalls. They hung loose on his small frame. The pockets were too deep. They held nothing but stones and secrets. Outside, the rain hit the tin roof. It was a relentless drumming. It was...

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