The Wistful Silence

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"Did you see the light?" I did not look up from the ledger. The ink was wet. It smeared under my thumb. I felt the dampness. I felt the cold. The room was cold. It was always cold. The walls were thick. They were stone. They were old. They were heavy. They pressed in. They did not breathe. They did not forgive. "Yes," I said. My voice was low. It was dry. It sounded like a leaf scraping on...

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