The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The key was in the lock, but the door was painted shut. You stood before it in the dream, the wood grain swirling like a vortex of dark oak, and you knew with a certainty that felt physical, a ache in the teeth, that you had to open it, that the air behind it would be the only air left in the world, but your hands were made of stone, heavy and cold, and the door remained sealed against the...

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