The Wistful Mountain

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"You're going to die up there, Elara. You’re going to freeze your heart out in the snow and leave me to clean up the mess. Again." You turn away from the window. The glass is thick, frosted at the edges. Outside, the valley sleeps under a blanket of white. The factory whistle has not yet sounded. It is 4:00 AM. The house is cold. You are cold. "Stop talking, Thomas," you say. Your voice is...

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