The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-19 06:31:58 -

The bread was warm, and it smelled of the earth that had just been turned over by shovels which no longer existed in the waking world, a scent that was so aggressively alive it made my teeth ache with a hunger I could not name. I sat in the center of the round table, the wood grain swirling beneath my fingers like the current of a river that refused to freeze, and I watched the loaf rise in its...

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