The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink is still wet on the page, a dark pool that refuses to dry, much like the rain that has been hammering against the windowpanes of our study for three days. I am writing this not as a letter to be sent, but as a record for the void, for the silence that has finally swallowed the house whole. You are asking, I know, what happened to the workshop, to the tools, to the man who once carved...

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