The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain hits the glass. It is heavy. It is cold. You stand by the window. You watch it fall. You do not move. The house is quiet. The house is old. The floorboards creak. They groan under your feet. They have always groaned. You know their voices. You know them well. You turn away. You look at the mirror. The mirror is cracked. A spiderweb fracture runs across the face. It splits the...

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