The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink in my pen runs thin, a brownish smear that barely holds the shape of the words I am trying to force onto the page, and I find myself staring at the date, October 12, 1893, as if it were a verdict rather than a marker of time. I left the court of Lord Vane at dawn, the carriage wheels grinding over the gravel with a sound like teeth being pulled, and I carried with me nothing but the...

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