The Wistful Skyline

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2026-08-17 08:31:20 -

The train did not run on rails. It ran on the silence between heartbeats, a long, silver ribbon of thought stretching into a fog that tasted of copper and old rain. I sat by the window, my knees pressed against the cold glass, watching the landscape dissolve into abstract shapes. It was not a place with geography, but a place with memory. Here, the past did not stay dead. It walked. It spoke....

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