The Distant Affair

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2026-08-17 12:05:05 -

The hand was missing. Not cut off. Not broken. Just gone. Elias rubbed the air where his left palm should have been. He felt a phantom itch. A ghost of sensation. He looked down. The stump ended in smooth, pale flesh. No bone. No blood. He was in the Hall of Mirrors. Or what the town called the Hall of Mirrors. It was not a hall. It was a cavern. Deep under the limestone of the Appalachian...

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