The Wistful Incense

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The rain fell in silver sheets. It soaked the wool. It seeped into the bone. Elias walked. He walked west. The road was mud. The mud was thick. It clung to his boots. It dragged him down. He carried a cloak. The cloak was red. It was heavy. It was wet. It weighed more than stone. It weighed more than sin. He had walked for days. He had walked for weeks. He did not count. Time had lost its...

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