The Distant Affair
The fog rolled in from the sea. It swallowed the town of Oakhaven whole. It was a thick, grey wool. It smelled of salt and rust. Elara lived in the house on the cliff. It was an old stone place. The walls were thick. They breathed cold. She sat by the window. She watched the mist erase the world. Her husband, Thomas, was gone. He had left a week ago. He did not say goodbye. He only packed a...
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