The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The ink is dried. You hold the parchment. It feels heavy. Cold. You look at the seal. It is cracked. Margaret stands by the window. The rain hits the glass. She does not turn around. "Is it done?" she asks. Her voice is flat. "Yes," you say. "Show me." You walk to her. You hand her the paper. She takes it. Her fingers are pale. She unfolds it slowly. The crease tears. A small sound. Like a bone...

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