The Wistful Letter

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The fog does not merely enter the attic; it occupies it, a gray, breathing thing that presses against the single pane of glass with the persistence of a debt collector. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, your fingers stained with the ink of a life you have already forfeited, and you sit before the mirror which reflects your face with a delay so slight it feels like a wound. The delay...

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