The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink smears. You are writing by candlelight. The wick hisses. A small, dry sound. Like a bone cracking. You are in the factory. It is night. The steam pipes groan overhead. Iron ribs. The air tastes of rust and wet wool. You are not alone. Your mother is here. Her back is bent. She is not a woman. She is a shape. A dark, shifting mass of fabric and shadow. She sits at the loom. Her hands...

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