The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The frost that settled upon the high glass of the observation deck did not arrive as a gentle whisper but as a sudden, violent erasure of the world below, and you stood there, a scholar of the old and now forgotten tongues, your breath forming small, fragile clouds in the cold air, while the wind outside howled with a voice that seemed to know your name and the specific, rotting weight of the...

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