The Wistful Voyage

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2026-08-20 09:35:18 -

The fog had settled over the river like a shroud of wet wool, thick and grey, swallowing the edges of the world until the only thing that remained was the creak of the timber beneath my feet and the slow, rhythmic thrum of the current against the hull of the *St. Jude*, a vessel that had carried more than just timber and wool for the last ten years, though I had been a fool to believe that the...

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