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... g down and gazing at the result he had caused himself, by his ineptitude if not by his own hands.
He wasn’t blind, nor was he the fool the world took him for; he could see the contours of his own collapse. With a trembling hand, he reached for the cup, the wine sliding down his throat like liquid fire, yet failing to warm the glacial cold settling in his marrow.
He had once believed that time was a grand eroder, that it would eventually smooth the edges of his grief. But a year h ...
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