The Wistful Skyline

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The fog in Oakhaven did not behave like weather. It clung to the limestone facades of the High Street with a tenacity that suggested memory, a grey, viscous substance that smelled of wet iron and old paper. Elias, twelve years old and possessed of a mind that saw the world in gears and tolerances, watched it creep over the railing of the bell tower’s catwalk. The tower, an ancient resonance...

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