The Wistful Voyage

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The bone is cold. It is in your fist. You are bleeding. Stop it. Who are you? You do not answer. You cannot. The air tastes of iron and old dust. The room is large. It is your father’s study. Or perhaps it was. The light is grey. The light is always grey in this house. Hold it tighter. The bone is small. It is a finger bone. You know this. You have held it before. You have held it for years. It...

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