The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain fell on the roof of the Hall like a thousand fingers drumming a slow, hollow rhythm. Elias sat in the corner, his coat buttoned to the chin. It was a heavy thing, wool of a deep, bruised purple, lined with a silk that had once been white but was now the color of old tea. He did not look at the audience. He looked at his hands. They were still. That was the trouble with Elias. He was a...

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