The Wistful Letter

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You wake in a dream where the air tastes of copper and burnt sugar, a metallic sweetness that coats your tongue and refuses to dissolve, and you realize that you are standing in the middle of a vast, fog-choked moor while the sky above you is the color of a bruised plum, swollen and heavy with the promise of a violence that has not yet broken. You are wearing a coat that is too thin for the...

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