The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain had not stopped for three days, a gray, persistent sheet that turned the fields outside the window into a muddy, breathing thing. I sat by the hearth, the fire dying down to embers that glowed with a faint, sickly pulse, and I watched the water seep through the cracks in the old stone floor. It was a slow, creeping invasion, cold and indifferent. In my hand, I held the charcoal. It was...

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