The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-21 10:59:45 -

The morning mist lay heavy over the valley, a thick, pale shroud that swallowed the hedgerows and the distant church spire. Elara woke before the sun had truly broken the horizon, her breath forming small, fleeting ghosts in the cold air of the stone cottage. She was seven years old, though she often felt the weight of a century upon her shoulders. Outside, the world was not the world she knew....

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