The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

Margaret left before the sun had fully cleared the treeline. The air was thick, a wet wool blanket wrapped around the world. She carried a tin box. It was heavy. Not with weight, but with presence. Her brother, Thomas, walked beside her. They did not speak. The road was gravel, sharp against their boots. The town was dying. It had been dying for years, slowly, like a fever breaking. The factory...

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