The Wistful Silence

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The rain falls in sheets. Cold. Thin. It cuts the air. You stand on the ridge. The wind bites. Your coat is soaked. Heavy. It drags at your shoulders. You feel the weight. The burden. The silence is loud. It screams. It vibrates in your bones. You look down. The valley below is dark. Wet. A sea of mud and mist. You hold the object. It is small. A shard of glass. Blue. Fractured. It cuts your...

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