The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The letter sat on the kitchen table, the paper yellowing like a dried leaf. It was written in ink that had faded to a pale brown. The handwriting was jagged, hurried. "You will not go back," it said. There was no signature. I know what you are thinking. You think I am mad. You think I have lost my mind to the mist. You are right. I am not the man who left. I am the man who stayed. This is a...

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