The Wistful Mountain

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2026-08-24 07:45:04 -

The chisel stopped in the granite, suspended in the air as if caught in amber, and the silence that followed was not empty but heavy, a physical weight that pressed against my eardrums. I am Elias, a stonecutter of forty-two years, and I stand before the face of the mountain in Oakhaven, my hand trembling not from the cold but from the sudden, violent realization that my silence has become a...

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