The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The bread rose in the dark. It always did. Not from yeast, though the jar on the counter held a living culture, sour and white. It rose from the debt. From the silence that pressed against the windows of the bakery in Oakhaven, a town that had forgotten how to speak. Elias woke with the crust already forming. He was a prisoner of the oven, and the oven was a god. He put on his apron. It was...

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