The Wistful Crossroads

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The rain does not fall so much as it asserts itself, a heavy, rhythmic percussion against the oilskin hood that has become your second skin over the last three years, a texture that you have learned to read as clearly as the topographical maps etched into your memory, and as you stand at the edge of the chasm where the ancient road fractures into two distinct paths, you realize with a cold,...

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