The Wistful Mountain

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You hold the jar. It is glass. Thick, green, stained with age. Inside, the honey has turned to stone. You know this. You have known it for years. The city sleeps. Or perhaps it is waking. It is hard to tell in the grey. You are a man of the watch. A shield. A wall. But walls crumble. You know this too. The clock ticks. Tick. Tick. Tick. It is loud. It is the only sound. You are in the square....

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