The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

Act I Every town has a name for the wind that eats the paper. I had come to Oakhaven to audit a ledger, a task that felt less like accounting and more like archaeology, digging through the sediment of my own failure to find the bones of a woman I had left behind. The city smelled of wet iron and coal dust, a heavy, industrial stench that clung to the wool of my coat and settled in the back of...

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