The Wistful Letter

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The house breathed, a slow, rhythmic exhalation that I felt in the marrow of my bones before I understood it in my mind, a vast and living thing that had swallowed the valley and the sky and the very air I needed to survive, and I stood in the center of the great hall where the dust motes danced in the singular, piercing beam of moonlight that cut through the shattered skylight like a blade of...

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