The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-21 14:42:01 -

The train smelled of wet wool, ozone, and the metallic tang of fear, a scent that had settled into the fibers of my coat long before I had ever stepped onto the platform at Ashworth Junction. I remember the rhythm of the wheels, a chugging, heavy heartbeat that seemed to sync with the pounding in my temples, as I sat across from a man who did not exist in the flesh but loomed large in the...

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