The Distant Summer

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The carriage jolted against the rutted earth, a shudder that traveled up through the iron wheels and into the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. He sat in the back, his head pressed against the cold wooden partition, watching the industrial fog of Millhaven swallow the horizon as the horse, a tired gray mare named Bess, dragged them toward the town that had sentenced him. The air smelled of sulfur...

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