The Distant Promise

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The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it seeped, a persistent, fungal mist that clung to the cobblestones and turned the air into a thick, rotting broth that tasted of iron and decay. Elias Thorne, a man of forty years whose hands were perpetually stained with the indigo and ochre of his trade, walked through this damp gloom with the heavy, deliberate pace of one who has long since...

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