The Faded Portrait

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the village of Oakhaven and turned the cobblestone streets into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the dull, swollen clouds above. In the small, timber-framed workshop that sat at the end of the Weaver’s Lane, Elias Thorne sat hunched over his workbench, the air thick with the scent of wet wool, damp wood,...

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