The Wistful Crossroads

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You wake up with the taste of chalk in your mouth, a dry, white powder that coats your tongue and sticks to the back of your throat like old dust. It is a sensation you have known since childhood, the specific, gritty friction of an eraser against a slate board, but today it feels different. It feels heavier. You are lying in a narrow bed in a room that smells of damp wool and coal smoke. The...

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