The Wistful Incense
The incense burns with a patience that you find both comforting and terrifying, a thin blue ribbon of smoke that does not break, does not waver, but rises with the absolute certainty of a fact that cannot be argued with. You are sitting in the living room of your house in Connecticut, a place that has always felt slightly too large for the number of people living in it, and the air is thick...
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