The Wistful Voyage

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The velvet is cold in your hands, a heavy, dark weight that feels less like fabric and more like a solidified bruise. You are holding the lapel of the coat, the one Clara wore to the last dinner before the fever took her, and you are trying to remember if the stitching on the left cuff is even or if your hands have been shaking so badly for the last three days that you have sewn a tremor into...

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