The Distant Summer

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2026-08-19 11:07:40 -

The rain fell in sheets. It was a grey, endless downpour. Elias walked. His boots were heavy. The mud sucked at them. He carried a staff. It was made of ash wood. Smooth. Cold. He had carried it for forty years. It was a relic. A tool. A crutch. The village was behind him. The smoke from the chimneys rose and vanished. He did not look back. He could not. The road stretched before him. It was a...

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