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... iron when Elias reached the approach road.
For thirty years, this specific stretch of the King’s Highway had been the bane of Elias’s existence. He was a small-scale farmer, hauling cabbages, heavy root vegetables, and whatever else his rocky two acres produced. In the past, reaching the river at dawn meant bracing for two hours of misery. It meant the terrified, struggling weight of his draft horse, fighting the current of the ford. It meant shouting, whipping, and the constant, gnawin ...
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