The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The mud is cold, a thick, sucking weight that pulls at your boots and tries to drag you into the black earth of the courtyard where the gate has just burst open, but you are not there, not yet, because the memory of the fight is still screaming in your ears, a high-pitched whine that drowns out the rain, and you are standing in the kitchen of the house you built with your own hands, the one...

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