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Chapter 24: The Grave He Never Visited
Author: SoulStory
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The headstone was smaller than Silas expected, plain gray granite worn soft at the edges by two decades of rain, and for a long moment he simply stood in front of it, hands loose at his sides, unable to make himself read the words carved into the stone even though he already knew every letter of them by heart.

JONATHAN CROSS. Beloved father. Protector of the forgotten.

"You never let anyone finish that inscription properly," Silas said quietly, voice rough in the cold morning air. "Beloved fath
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