The Wistful Silence

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The air in the town square of Oakhaven was thick with the scent of roasted chestnuts and stale beer, a heavy, sweet fog that clung to the wool coats of the crowd gathered for the annual Harvest Festival. It was a celebration of the industrial age’s quiet triumph, a testament to the ironworks that had turned the sleepy village into a hub of steel and smoke, and for one evening, the soot seemed...

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