“Something was being bestowed. Not that many dared to say so outright. Perhaps because of a not-yet-eroded belief in the nearness of the unknown, and an unknown with a broad yellow malicious streak in it, people didn’t tempt bad luck by claiming good. Things said out loud had a potency, a man on a high horse easily knocked, and no one wanted to say _We are blessed_.”
— Jan 03, 2026 08:15PM
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