The Distant Journey

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2026-08-20 07:29:34 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a thick, gray curtain of mist that clung to the stones of the old mill and seeped into the marrow of anyone who dared to stand in its shadow, while Thomas stood at the center of the circle, holding the small, chipped clay bowl that had been passed down through four generations of his family, a bowl that was supposed to hold the cure for the wasting...

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