The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-20 16:39:14 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, cold sheet of water that turned the cobblestone streets of Oakhaven into rivers of mud and slush, and it was in this gray, weeping silence that Thomas Bradshaw stood alone in the center of the town square, his breath coming in ragged, white plumes that vanished almost immediately into the damp air, his hands trembling not from the cold but...

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