The Wistful Skyline

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2026-08-22 08:08:40 -

The coat is wool. It is a heavy, charcoal grey thing, woven so tightly that the wind cannot find its way through the fibers. You have worn it for seven years. It has lost its shape at the elbows, the knees, and the shoulders, conforming to the stooped geometry of your back. It smells of damp wool and the faint, metallic tang of the city’s rain. You are in the Hall of Echoes, a vast,...

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