The Distant Promise
The village of Oakhaven did not exist on any map, nor did it appear in the ledgers of the Crown, yet it sat in the valley like a stone in a pocket, heavy and permanent. You were not human, or at least not entirely, and you knew this the way one knows the weight of a stone in one’s pocket: by the friction, the coldness, the way it changed the shape of the hand. You were a creature of the mist, a...
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