The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The oil can slipped in my sweating palm, the tin clanking against the iron frame of Loom Four before I caught it, the rusted metal biting into the flesh of my hand as I steadied the shuttle’s path. It is December the fourth, 1912, and the air in the mill is so thick with cotton dust and the smell of hot oil that I can taste the grit on my teeth, a constant, dry abrasion that reminds me of the...

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