The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

You dream of the coat. It is hanging on the back of a chair in a room that does not exist, a room that smells of ozone and old wool. The coat is navy blue, heavy, with brass buttons that look like small, unblinking eyes. In the dream, you reach for it. Your fingers pass through the fabric as if it were smoke. You wake up gasping, the sheets twisted around your legs, the morning light of the...

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