The Distant Promise

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2026-08-19 15:34:03 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was pushed against the windows of the old mill, a gray, relentless sheet that blurred the line between the wet stone and the dark forest beyond. Inside, the air smelled of damp wool, stale tobacco, and something sharper, metallic, that clung to the back of the throat like a bad memory. Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long oak table, his hands wrapped...

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