The Wistful Skyline

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The pot of clay had been in my family for longer than anyone could remember, though the ledger in the attic suggested it was no older than the last century, which is to say, it was ancient in the way that silence is ancient, and heavy in the way that guilt is heavy. I carried it on my back, a strange and burdensome companion on the road to the border, where the mist clung to the heather like a...

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