The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain falls on the roof. It is a steady drumming. You lie in the dark. The silence is heavy. It presses against your ears. You are still. Your body is a stone. The room is cold. You feel the chill in your bones. It is a familiar cold. You have known it for years. It lives in the walls. It lives in the floor. It lives in the air you breathe. You wait. You always wait. The clock ticks. One...

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