The Wistful Voyage

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The letter was folded into a small, tight square, the paper yellowed and soft as old skin. Elias sat at the edge of the pier, the salt air biting at his cracked lips, and watched the fog swallow the masts of the waiting ships. He was forty-two, a man whose hands had forgotten how to do anything but pull rope and haul crates, but his mind was sharp, cutting through the haze like a knife. He...

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