The Wistful Skyline

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The dream begins not with light, but with the sensation of weight. A cold, heavy thing rests in your left hand, pressing into the palm until the skin blanches and goes numb. You do not open your eyes. You know the shape of it by heart, the way a man knows the layout of a house he has haunted for twenty years. It is a piece of iron, rounded and worn, the kind of metal that bites when the air...

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