The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-19 05:58:41 -

The rain didn’t wash the town clean. It just made the grime slicker. I sat in the back of my car, the engine idling with a rough, coughing rhythm. The wipers slapped against the glass, a metronome for a song no one wanted to hear. Outside, the streetlamps hummed, casting a sickly yellow glow on the wet cobblestones of Millhaven. It was a place that smelled of wet wool, coal smoke, and something...

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