The Distant Journey

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2026-08-20 15:08:43 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobbled lanes of Oakhaven into slick, black mirrors that reflected the gray, swollen sky. In the narrow, damp cell of the watchtower, Silas Vance sat on a stool of rough-hewn oak, his hands bound by a length of heavy iron chain that linked his wrists to the floor. He was a man carved from the same stone as the keep, broad-shouldered and...

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