The Wistful Voyage

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The salt crunched under our boots, a sound like breaking teeth, as Mr. Vane’s voice cut through the grey morning air. "Elias! Move your feet, you heavy-handed boy, or I’ll have you left behind for the crows!" I was twelve years old, and my left hand hung at my side, a dead weight that seemed to pull my entire body toward the earth. We had been walking for three days across the white expanse of...

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