The Distant Journey

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2026-08-20 10:05:25 -

Maren sat in the dark. The candle guttered. It was the only light left in the house. Her hands trembled. She held the clay tablet. The words on it were fresh. The ink was wet. It smelled of iron. She had waited for this. For years. The hunger had eaten her. Not just her stomach. Her soul. The village had starved. The crops failed. The lord took what little remained. Maren did not weep. She did...

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