The Faded Portrait

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The feast in the town of Oakhaven was not a celebration of joy, but a ritual of endurance, a long, winding table set out in the muddy square where the fog lay heavy as a burial shroud. The year was 1894, and the air smelled of coal smoke, wet wool, and the metallic tang of impending winter. Elara Vance sat at the far end of the wooden bench, her hands folded tightly in her lap, her fingers pale...

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