The Wistful Mountain

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2026-08-19 17:31:20 -

I dreamed I was wearing a crown made of shattered glass, and it was cutting my scalp, and I did not care because the light refracting through the shards was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and I told myself that pain was just the price of clarity, and I said it with a smile that felt too wide for my face, and I woke up in a room that smelled of damp wool and old stone, and the first...

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