Short Story Of the Day, Misery by Anton Chekhov

His misery is immense, beyond all bounds. If Iona’s heart were to burst and his misery to flow out, it would flood the whole world, it seems, but yet it is not seen. It has found a hiding-place in such an insignificant shell that one would not have found it with a candle by daylight. . . .

—–Anton Chekhov, Misery

Iron Horse, by Tom Askman
Plano, Texas

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Misery by Anton Chekhov