The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The flood came at dawn. It was not rain. It was the sky breaking open, a vertical sheet of grey water that erased the horizon. I was in the cellar. I knew it was the end. I had known for years. The village of Oakhaven was built on the bones of the dead. We called it the Threshold. It was a path. It was a boundary. It did not exist to be crossed. It existed to be held. I was the Keeper. My...

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