The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink bled. It seeped into the grain of the cedar block. Elias pressed harder. The wood groaned. It resisted. He pushed. The blade slipped. A thin red line appeared. He did not flinch. He wiped the blood. He returned to the cut. The town of Oakhaven watched from the street. They stood still. They held their breath. The air was thick with coal smoke. The year was 1924. The mills ran loud. The...

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