The Wistful Crossroads

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The water was running red, a thin ribbon of rust and yeast sludge that snaked across the wet cobblestones of High Street, and Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of his bakery, watching it flow toward the storm drain with the dull, mechanical patience of a man who had long since stopped expecting the world to make sense. He wiped his hands on his apron, a motion that had become less about...

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