The Wistful Witness

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The old man left before the sun had fully risen. He walked with a limp that spoke of years, not days. The road was gray. The air was cold. He carried nothing. He looked back once. Then he did not look back again. His name was Thomas. He was seven years old. He stood in the doorway of the stone hall. The hall was large. It was cold. It smelled of damp moss and old paper. This was the Academy. It...

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