The Wistful Crossroads

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The coin was cold, its edge biting into Elias’s thumb, a small, sharp pain that anchored him to the physical world. He held it up to the light of the gatehouse, watching the tarnish swirl in the metal, a last piece of his father’s inheritance, now the price of passage. Beyond the heavy oak doors, the Whispering Fog rolled in, thick as wool and grey as a funeral shroud. It did not blow; it...

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