The Faded Apartment
You said you wanted the position, but you did not say you wanted the weight of it. The cart rattled over the cobblestones of Oakhaven, the wood groaning under the strain of the crates, and the mist that clung to the valley floor felt less like weather and more like a physical barrier pressing against the glass of the carriage windows. Elias Thorne, forty-two years old and carrying the specific,...
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