The Wistful Saga
The ledger listed forty-two sacks of rye, but Elias counted forty-three when he arrived at the mill door, the discrepancy a small, sharp wound in his mind that bled out into the damp air of the valley. He had come to investigate, to find the source of the gray discoloration that had stolen the color from the harvest workers’ faces, and to save his brother Silas, whose eyes had begun to take on...
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