The Wistful Witness
The clock ticked. It was a heavy sound. It filled the room. I sat alone. The dust motes danced. They were gold. I watched them. I did not blink. I am old now. My hands shake. I remember the day. The air was thick. It smelled of rain. It smelled of fear. I was the keeper. I kept the time. I kept the rules. I kept the silence. They called me stern. They called me cold. They did not know. They...
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