The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain that season did not fall so much as it hovered, a persistent, gray shroud that smelled of wet wool and decaying leaves, settling over the town of Oakhaven with a weight that pressed against the eaves and the bones alike. It was a place where the mist knew the names of every stone in the cobblestone square, and where the air tasted of woodsmoke and old secrets, thick enough to chew on...

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