The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain had turned the windows of the library annex into blurred panes of gray glass, smearing the streetlights outside into long, weeping streaks that looked suspiciously like tears. I sat there, clutching my left hand, watching the water run down the pane, feeling the peculiar, cold weight of the silence that had settled over us after the argument. It wasn’t a loud argument, not really. It...

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