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The Innkeeper & the Mystery (1)

Writer: Coert Erasmus
Coert Erasmus
3 days ago
1 min read

“Innkeeper, let me in!” a weary traveller says.


“I traded my years for youth. Please let me in.”


“You speak of the fountain?” the innkeeper replies behind the door.


“Open, and I’ll share my youth.”


The door swung open, and all that remained were two imprints of feet in mud, where the traveller once stood.


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