The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

October 14, 1943 The perimeter is a line we draw in the dirt, but the fog is erasing it. I am writing this by the light of a dying candle, my hands shaking not from the cold, which is a wet, penetrating chill that seeps through the wool and into the marrow, but from the sheer effort of keeping my eyes open in a world that is slowly ceasing to exist. The objective is simple, or it was simple...

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