The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

14th November, 1892. The wind in the highlands does not blow so much as it presses, a physical weight against the chest that makes the lungs ache with the effort of drawing air. I have spent the last three nights on the roof of the new chapel, laying the slate for the apse, my fingers raw and split from the cold and the friction of the stone. The debt is four pounds, a sum that should be...

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