The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-17 22:32:47 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey veil that blurred the edges of the world and softened the sharpness of the stone walls surrounding the precinct. I stood at the window of my office, a small, windowless box that I had come to know by heart over the last twenty years, watching the droplets trace their erratic paths down the glass. It was a moment of departure,...

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