The Wistful Throne

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The fluorescent lights of the sterile kitchen hummed a low, electric drone that vibrated in the fillings of my teeth, a sound so constant it had become the background noise of my soul, the static against which I measured the fading of my memory. I stood at the stainless-steel sink, the water running cold over my hands, watching the suds swirl and dissipate into the drain, a small, invisible...

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