The Distant Affair

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The cough started in the first frost of October, a dry rattle like leaves scraping against stone, and by the time I could no longer ignore the wet sound in Mara’s chest, the winter solstice was only weeks away. I am Elias, thirty-two, a hedge-witch in the misty valley of Oakhaven, bound to my wife by a love so primal it felt less like a choice and more like a gravity that held the stars in...

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