The Wistful Saga

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2026-08-19 20:21:09 -

The Wistful Saga

The rain did not fall. It hovered. I watched it from the window of my study. A grey mist. Thick. Cold. It pressed against the glass. Like a face. Like a breath held too long. Outside, the city was asleep. Or dead. It was hard to tell. The streets were empty. The lamplights flickered. Weak. Sick. I turned from the window. My desk was cluttered. Papers. Ink. Dust. And the object. It sat in the...

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