The Wistful Crossroads

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The old stone bridge over the River Ather was not a place of rest but a place of ending, its limestone arches worn into smooth, skeletal curves by centuries of foot traffic and the relentless, indifferent grinding of the water below, and it was here, in the grey, pre-dawn mist that smelled of wet wool and decay, that Elias Thorne left his wife, Clara, standing alone on the cobblestones while he...

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