The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-20 19:02:24 -

You hold the small brass box in your palm, the metal warm from the friction of your thumb, and you know that the war is not a thing that happens to you, but a thing you carry with you into the silence of the night, a heavy, humming weight that sits on your chest like a stone dropped into deep water, sinking slowly, dragging the light down with it, and you are walking through the grey, endless...

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