The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-22 01:55:10 -

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed a relentless, hollow rhythm against the tin roof of the car, a sound that seemed to hollow out the bones of the boy, Elias. He sat in the back, his knees drawn up to his chest, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his oversized wool coat. The coat was blue, a shade so dark it was nearly black, and it smelled of wet wool and the stale...

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