The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The harvest moon hung low over the valley. It was swollen. It was red. The town of Oakhaven slept. But the air was thick. The air tasted of iron. Mara stood in the center of the square. She wore the white dress. It was stained. The stains were dark. They were wet. She held the lantern. The flame flickered. It did not die. It burned steady. People gathered. They came from the alleys. They came...

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