The Wistful Skyline

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The flour dust hung in the air like a suspended storm, settling on my eyelashes and coating the inside of my mouth with a chalky grit that tasted of old stone and wet earth. I was kneading the dough for the Breathless Loaf, my hands moving in a rhythmic, desperate circle, pushing the heavy mass down into the wooden trough while the cellar door creaked open behind me. The draft slipped in, not...

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