corridors of the blackened yard.
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the night tightened around me, cold air carving thin aches along my skin. i raised a steaming cup to steady the quiet, its warmth a brittle tether. in the yard, a sable umbrella lay abandoned as the shadowed corridors trembled beneath the silvered hush. the shadows whisper: @hellssent
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