The Distant Journey

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2026-08-19 15:39:41 -

The town of Oakhaven sat in a bowl of mist that rarely lifted. It was a place of grey stones and green moss, where the air tasted of damp earth and old wood. Elias Thorne walked the cobbled streets with a limp that spoke of years, not days. He was a man of few words and many questions. He carried a leather satchel that held little more than a magnifying glass and a worn notebook. The notebook...

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