The Distant Journey

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The wool was fraying at the elbows, a soft, grey unraveling that matched the twilight settling over the moor. Elias held the scarf up to the fading light, watching the threads pull away from the main body of the fabric, delicate as spider silk, fragile as a memory. It had been his sister’s, once, a garment of such vibrant crimson that it had seemed to bleed color into the air around her. Now,...

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