The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain slicked the cobblestones of Oakhaven. You walked. Your boots were heavy. The leather creaked. You looked down. The laces were frayed. You tied them tighter. The knot slipped. You tied them again. You did not look up. You knew the look of defeat in that fraying thread. It was your own face. You were the Inspector. Or so the town claimed. They called you the Watcher. You wore a long...

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