Across from her stood Jory Ash, the younger son of the miller, whose loyalty had once been a rock for their street—steady laughter, an open hand at harvest, an old scar from a fight defending a neighbor's honor. Years ago, Jory had run with the river runners, smuggling small goods for extra coin when the mill stuttered. He'd come back with a new coin pouch and eyes that watched more carefully. People whispered that he'd traded fidelity for profit; some said he had simply learned to survive.
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In the years that followed, Hollowfall grew less brittle. People considered promises with eyes open, stating what they could truly hold. They returned from journeys with apologies in their pockets and new tools on their belts. The Repack remained a ritual, but its lesson evolved: loyalty was not blind faith; it was a chosen fidelity, renewed when it served bond and good. And on certain nights, when the wind carried the smell of smelted ore and sea salt together, Mara would polish the old comb and hang it beside the bell—a reminder that keeping one thing sometimes made room to keep another. Across from her stood Jory Ash, the younger
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