The Wistful Show
The wool of the grey cloak had begun to thin at the elbows, a slow erosion that Elara noted with the same detached precision she applied to the alignment of the loom’s heddles. It was a technical failure, she told herself, a deviation from the specified thread count, a structural integrity issue that required immediate correction rather than sentimental mourning. The fabric, once a dense,...
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