The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The frost came down hard on the morning of the breaking. It did not fall like snow, soft and yielding, but like a veil of ice that snapped against the windows of the mill town of Oakhaven. I stood in the doorway of the old woolen factory, my breath misting in the still air, and watched the world turn white. The town slept, unaware that the machinery within me was grinding to a halt. For thirty...

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