The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain fell on the village of Oakhaven not as water, but as a grey mist that clung to the skin like a second, colder layer of flesh. It was the time of the Long Dusk, when the sun refused to set fully and the shadows stretched thin and sickly across the cobblestones. Elias Vane walked with his head bowed, his boots heavy with the silt of the riverbank, carrying a clay pot wrapped in oilskin....

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