The Distant Journey

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a grey mist that swallowed the road whole. Elias Thorne left the inn with a wet dog and a heavy heart. He did not look back. He never did. The door slammed behind him, a sharp crack in the silence that felt too loud for the damp morning. He walked. His boots sank into the mud, leaving prints that the fog erased within seconds. He was a man who looked...

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