The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-20 05:58:35 -

The air in the basement apartment tasted of damp plaster and the metallic tang of old pennies, a scent that had long since colonized my lungs and became indistinguishable from my own breath. I held the small, rectangular object between my thumb and forefinger, a sliver of wood carved with such intricate precision that it seemed to pulse with a faint, internal warmth. It was a seal, or perhaps a...

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