The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The mist rises from the valley floor like a breath held too long, curling around the ankles of the ancient oaks that line the road to the estate. You walk through it, your boots heavy with the damp earth, the air thick with the scent of rotting leaves and wet stone. It is a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday; the days have begun to bleed into one another in this place, marked not by the clock but...

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