The Wistful Mountain

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The gate opened. It groaned. It was iron. It was cold. Elias stood. He looked up. The tower was high. It pierced the sky. It was stone. It was grey. It was old. It was his. He left. He walked. The path was long. The grass was dry. The wind was sharp. He did not look back. He could not. He was a prisoner. He was a sinner. He was a man. He walked to the court. The court was white. The court was...

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