The Wistful Show
The road you walk is not a path but a seam, a thin, trembling line of grey stone stitched tightly across the belly of a landscape that refuses to be mapped, and you have been walking it for so long that the soles of your boots have worn through to the leather, and the leather to the skin, and the skin to the bone, until the act of stepping forward is less a movement of your body and more a...
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