The Wistful Silence

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The rain had been falling on the town of Oakhaven for three days straight, a cold, gray sheet that seemed to dissolve the very stones of the cobblestones into a slurry of mud and regret, and it was into this relentless, weeping atmosphere that Silas Thorne walked, his boots heavy with the day’s grime and his soul heavier with the weight of a misunderstanding that had festered like a wound left...

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