The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The ink was fading. That was the first thing I noticed, a slow bleed of blue into the white paper, like a bruise spreading under skin. I held the ledger up to the pale morning light of the train window. The entry for the last quarter was gone. Not erased. Just... dissolved. As if the act of recording the debt had never happened. I am a clerk for the Department of Social Reconciliation. We do...

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