The Distant Summer

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The frost had not yet touched the leaves, but the air in Oakhaven held the brittle, metallic taste of an ending, a silence that pressed against Elias Thorne’s eardrums as he stood before the mill, his hands raw and red from the labor of a man who had nothing left to lose. He was thirty years old, a miller by trade and by blood, and he wanted only to harvest the last of the summer wheat before...

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