The Wistful Crossroads

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The rain does not fall so much as it remembers how to, a persistent, grey weeping that turns the cobblestones of the old university into mirrors for the sky, reflecting a world that has ceased to exist, while you stand in the center of the Great Hall, a place where the air is thick with the scent of wet dust and the decaying grandeur of empires, holding in your hands a book that is not merely...

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