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Submitted to Contest #279
The town of Willoughby slept under a blanket of twilight, its streets quiet but for the occasional chime of an unseen clocktower. It was a place caught in a perpetual dusk, where shadows stretched long and the air carried the faint scent of old books and candle wax. Through these shadowed streets walked a man named William Crowe, his shoes worn thin and his purpose as faded as the name on the satchel he carried. William had arrived on a train he couldn't remember boarding. He had been searching—always searching—but the destination was unclea...
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