The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The rain had been falling on the slate roof of the Whitmore Institute for three weeks, a relentless, rhythmic drumming that seemed to vibrate through the very marrow of my bones, a persistent, dampening hum that erased the distinction between the living world outside and the sterile, airless corridors where I spent my final days of service. I am writing this from my desk in the East Wing, the...

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