The Wistful Crossroads

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray mist that clung to the shoulders of the children and seeped into the soles of their worn school shoes. It was a dampness that had no season, a weather condition that seemed to belong to the institution itself rather than the sky above. The children stood in a long, trembling line within the corridor of the Hall of Records, a vast,...

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