The Wistful Mountain

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The deed lay on the wet table, the ink still smudged where a drop of rain had slipped through the broken pane, and Elias Thorne watched Silas’s thumb press down on the seal, a slow, deliberate act that felt less like signing a document and more like burying a nail. Elias stood in the rain-slicked yard of the Blackwood Mill, the water running in dark rivulets down his trousers, and he demanded,...

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