The Wistful Crossroads

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The letter lay on the kitchen table, the ink already smudged by the damp that had crept in through the window frame. It was a bill, really, for the restoration of the town’s heritage, but the words were blurred, turning into black water that pooled on the paper’s edge. Elias picked it up, his fingers cold, and watched the text dissolve. Outside, the rain hit the roof of Oakhaven with a sound...

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