The Wistful Letter

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The wool of the greatcoat feels less like protection and more like a shroud, a heavy, damp weight that clings to my shoulders as I stand watch at the desolate, fog-choked outpost, the kind of suffocating stillness that presses against the eardrums and makes the mind turn inward toward the recurring dream of Clara, whose instinctual, primal love for me was the only anchor in my life before her...

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