The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain had been falling for three days before I finally packed my satchel. It was a drizzle that felt less like water and more like a fine grey dust, settling into the creases of my skin and the wool of my coat. I had lived in the high stone towers of the city for forty years, serving as a chronicler for the Guild of Measures. My job was to record the weights, the lengths, and the exact...

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