The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-19 21:03:24 -

The bell breaks. It does not ring. It shatters. A sound like a bone snapping inside a dry skull. You are there. You are always there. The great oak in the center of the square splits. The wood screams. The leaves turn black in a second. Not brown. Black. Like ash. Like rot. You hold your cup of tea. The ceramic is warm. The steam curls up. It smells of rosemary and old earth. Your hands shake....

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