The Wistful Voyage

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The rain in the valley had turned the soil into a thick, dark paste that smelled of iron and rot. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of his property line, a place where the fence posts had long since surrendered to the encroaching briars, and watched the mist settle into the hollows of the land. He was a man who had come to this place from the dry, cracked plains of the interior, a man whose lungs...

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