The Wistful Mountain

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The question is not whether the house will fall, but whether I have the strength to let it. I stand in the atrium, my hands slick with the sweat of a man who has run too far on empty legs. The floor is a mosaic of broken tiles, each shard catching the grey light of the afternoon. I clutch the ledger of debts, the paper soft and wet from my grip. The warlord’s men are expected by the winter...

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