The Wistful Mountain

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The train hissed into the station at Harrow’s End, a sound like a long, dying breath that seemed to pull the very air out of the lungs of the passengers waiting on the platform. I stepped down onto the gravel, my boots sinking slightly into the damp earth, and I felt the weight of the bag on my shoulder, a heavy, cold thing that contained not just clothes but the entire, crushing expectation of...

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