The Wistful Witness
The year was 1347, and the winter had settled over the village of Oakhaven like a shroud of grey wool, pressing down upon the thatched roofs and the frozen mud of the lanes with a weight that felt less like weather and more like judgment. In the highest tower of the old manor, where the stones were black with damp and the windows were sealed against the biting wind, Elias Thorne worked with a...
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