The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The rain was not falling so much as it was being exhaled by the sky, a slow, suffocating sigh that turned the grey concrete of the precinct into a mirror of our own dullness. I was pinned against the cold steel of the filing cabinets, the air thick with the scent of wet wool and the metallic tang of ozone, when I saw the fracture in the air. It was not a crack in the glass of the window, nor a...

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