The Distant Whispers

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The road to the walled city of Oakhaven was not merely a path of dirt and stone, but a scar torn through the ancient forest, a wound that wept with the scent of crushed pine and the metallic tang of impending rain. Silas Vane walked it with the heavy, rhythmic cadence of a man who had spent his life measuring distance in strides and silence. He was a soldier of the old guard, a man whose...

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