The Distant Journey

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2026-08-23 20:34:17 -

The autumn air in Oakhaven tasted of wet ash and impending frost, a chill that settled deep in the bones of the walled town. Elias stood before the heavy oak door of the magistrate’s office, his knuckles white against the cold iron handle, clutching a ledger that felt heavier than its parchment and ink. He was twelve, slight of frame but possessed of a stubbornness that had outlasted his...

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