The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain against the window of the boardroom was not water, you would later realize, but the liquid residue of a thousand unspoken confessions, sliding down the glass in long, viscous trails that distorted the city lights below into bleeding halos. You sat at the head of the mahogany table, the wood cold and hard against your palms, feeling the vibration of the servers humming in the basement,...

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