The Distant Journey

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The ledger weighed four pounds, three ounces, and two pennies of guilt. You counted the entries for the third time that morning, your fingers tracing the wet, black ink that had not yet dried on the page. The smell of the station office was thick, a mixture of damp wool, stale tea, and the metallic tang of the river that seeped up through the floorboards. It was November in Oakhaven, and the...

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