The Wistful Mountain
The air in the Archive of Lost Things is not merely stale; it is heavy with the particulate dust of forgotten centuries, a suspended gray fog that coats the tongue with the taste of old paper and dry rot, and I, Elias Thorne, Senior Cataloguer of Third Class, have spent forty-three years breathing this particular flavor of decay until it has become indistinguishable from my own blood, my own...
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