The Wistful Voyage

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The sledge cut through the silence of the valley with a rhythmic, metallic groan that seemed to vibrate in the very marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. He sat hunched beneath a fur-lined canopy, his breath misting in the frigid air, watching the snow-covered pines blur into a white, featureless void. The journey had been long, a procession of miles that stretched back to the last time he had seen...

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