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Submitted to Contest #300
The sun was sinking behind the treeline when John first glimpsed the town. His old wagon had creaked and groaned along the last mile of disused path. A dozen days worth of dust filled the creases in his brow and stung his eyes when he wiped away the sweat; he longed for a hot bath and a cold beer. He had considered stopping to rest before night fell, but his determination had paid off, as his destination began to apparate in the clearing ahead. A ghostly silhouette in the haze of dusk. Once a small but thriving go-between station, Cupid’s Cr...
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