The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

I woke to the smell of wet wool and the weight of a silence that had no source. It was not the silence of an empty room, but the heavy, suffocating quiet of a held breath, a vacuum where sound had been sucked out and replaced by the grinding of gears in a machine I could not see. I was standing in the center of a circular chamber, the air thick with the scent of ozone and old blood, and I knew,...

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