The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The fog did not rise in Oakhaven; it seeped, a grey tide that swallowed the cobblestones and the lower branches of the elms. Margaret Holloway walked through it with the purpose of a woman carrying a bomb, her boots striking the wet stone with a rhythmic, wet thud that seemed too loud for the silence. She was thirty-two, an herbalist who had spent her life grinding dried roots and measuring...

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