The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain in the valley of Ostrava does not fall so much as it hangs, a thick, grey curtain that turns the world into a watercolor painting left out in the mist. You are standing in the middle of the square, your boots sinking into the mud that smells of iron and old bones, and you are fighting for your life, though the enemy is not a man but a silence that has grown teeth. Your left hand, the...

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