The Wistful Mountain

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The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray curtain that turned the town square into a mirror of slate and stone. Elias Thorne stood beneath the awning of the hardware store, his coat soaked through to the skin, watching the fog creep across the wet pavement. It was a thick, unnatural mist, defying the morning’s clear skies, and it smelled of damp earth and rot. He...

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