The Wistful Mountain

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2026-08-17 11:42:56 -

The rain does not fall so much as it is exhaled by the city, a persistent, damp sigh that soaks into the bone and stays there. You are walking, or perhaps you are being carried forward by the sheer weight of your own exhaustion, through the narrow, cobbled arteries of the old quarter. The year is indistinct here, smeared by the grey fog that clings to the wet stone, a time where the digital hum...

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