The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The loom did not care if Silas was tired. It clattered with a steady, indifferent rhythm, a wooden heartbeat that measured out the hours in dust and thread. Silas, twelve and too thin for his apron, kept his eyes fixed on the shuttle’s path, his fingers moving by rote. He needed five shillings. That was the number that burned in his mind, brighter than the gaslight, sharper than the needle...

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