The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, persistent mist that settled into the wool of one’s coat and the creases of one’s face. Elias Thorne walked the cobbled streets with the heavy, deliberate pace of a man who had learned that speed was a luxury his body could no longer afford. He was a stranger to the city, though he had lived here for three years, long...

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