The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-19 16:35:26 -

You are in the tower. The air tastes of iron and old smoke. You sit on the cold stone floor, your knees drawn up to your chest. Your hands are steady. This is the first thing you notice. They do not tremble. They are smooth, pale, and absolutely still. You look at them as if they belong to a stranger. A ghost. Outside, the wind howls against the high, narrow window. It sounds like a beast...

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