The Wistful Voyage

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2026-08-20 05:58:31 -

The train moved slowly. The wheels clicked. A rhythmic, dry sound. It filled the silence. Elara sat by the window. The glass was cold. Her breath fogged it. She wiped it away. The view blurred. Then it cleared. Trees. Gray fields. Distant chimneys. Smoke rose. It curled. It vanished. She was going to the mill. The old mill. It stood on the hill. It had stood for a century. Now it stood for no...

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