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No Words, Just You. The rain hadn’t let up all day. It drummed steadily against the tin roof of the cabin, a low, rhythmic hum that filled the quiet like a heartbeat. Outside, the forest blurred behind the fogged windows, ...
Fixing Things, Avoiding People. The streets of Driftmoor were unusually quiet that afternoon. A few gulls wheeled overhead, the breeze carried the scent of salt and damp stone, and the only real sound was the soft crunch ...