The Faded Chronicle

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The road to Millhaven was red with mud. Silas walked it with a heavy step. He carried a wooden box. Inside lay his life’s work. Five hundred hand-stitched buttons. Ivory. Bone. Shell. Each one unique. Each one perfect. He was a craftsman. A maker of small things that held large coats together. He was also a thief, in the eyes of the law. The town sat in the valley. Smoke rose from chimneys. The...

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