The Owl in the Rain

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2026-06-14 22:20:49 -

Rain in New York does not fall. It attacks. It comes at you like it has a personal grudge, like the sky looked down at 14th Street and Harlem and decided that if it had to be wet, everyone else should be too. Greyfeather watched it from the windowsill of Silas Black's basement speakeasy. Greyfeather was a great horned owl, broad-shouldered and unimpressed by weather. He had perched on fire...

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