The Wistful Witness

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The carriage wheels groaned against the packed earth of the valley road, a sound like the slow cracking of old bones, as young Thomas Whitmore sat hunched in the corner, his eyes fixed on the window where the fog clung to the heather in thick, gray curtains. He was twelve, a slender boy with hands that trembled not from cold but from the sheer, crushing weight of the hunger that had become his...

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