The Wistful Crossroads

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The scream starts inside the stone before you hear it outside, a high, thin shriek that vibrates in your molars and settles in the marrow of your shins, turning the air in the millhouse into something thick and wet. You are Elias, thirty-two years old, and you have been grinding grain for twenty years, but you have never felt the great wheel of the Oakhaven mill move against its own will, let...

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