The Wistful Crossroads

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You wake up with the taste of iron and wet earth in your mouth, a metallic tang that clings to the back of your throat like a bad memory. The dream is already fading, dissolving into the grey haze of early morning, but the feeling remains, heavy and visceral. You are lying in a narrow cot in a basement room that smells of mildew and old paper. The walls are damp, sweating condensation that...

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