The Distant Journey

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The rain against the window of the Oakhaven Municipal Annex was not a sound but a pressure, a low-frequency hum that seemed to vibrate in the teeth. Elias Thorne sat across from his daughter, the table between them a slab of cold, scarred wood that held the weight of two decades of silence. He was fifty-two, a man whose spine had curved slightly forward, mirroring the stoop of a lifetime spent...

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