The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The letter is dated the third of October, in the year of our Lord, though you will not know the year until the ink has dried and the wind has scattered the dust from the page. You are writing from the edge of the world, where the marshes meet the heather and the fog rolls in like a grey beast that has forgotten how to breathe. The air smells of rotting peat and old iron, a scent that clings to...

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