The Wistful Mountain
The rain against the window of the observation deck was not merely weather; it was a rhythmic, percussive interrogation, a relentless drumming that seemed to synchronize with the dull, throbbing ache behind Margaret Holloway’s left eye, a pain that had become so familiar over the last seven years of her tenure as the Chief Archivist for the Metropolitan Institute of Historical Preservation that...
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