The Wistful Skyline

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The house exhaled as the last of the guests departed, a long, shuddering breath of stale cigarette smoke and the damp, metallic scent of November rain that had been drumming against the leaded panes for the better part of the afternoon, leaving only the heavy, suffocating silence that follows the dispersal of a gathering, a silence so thick it seemed to have texture, a velvet rope drawn tightly...

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