The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink on the parchment is still wet, a dark, viscous pool that refuses to dry, mirroring the stagnant air of the scriptorium where I have been confined for the better part of a decade, a period of time that has stretched not like a rubber band but like the sinews of a man being pulled apart by invisible hands, until the very concept of a single, continuous day has dissolved into a series of...

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