The Distant Journey

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You dreamed of the house on the eve of its departure, and because dreams are only the heart rehearsing what it cannot yet bear to say aloud, you woke long before the pale autumn light had found the curtain, with the smell of cold soot against your face and a peculiar conviction, bottomless as a dropped stone, that the study wallpaper at the top of the stairs had been a deep and mourning green...

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