The Wistful Letter

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The train hissed into Harrowgate, a screech that felt like a bone snapping under pressure. Elias Thorne stepped off the platform, his coat damp with the industrial mist that clung to the town’s bricks. He carried a single leather satchel. It was heavy. Not with books, not with papers, but with a weight that settled in his chest, a dull ache he had carried for three years. He had come back to...

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