The Distant Nightmare

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The rain hammered against the glass of the city bus, a rhythmic, deafening drumbeat that synced with the throb of Mara’s temple. She gripped the metal pole, her knuckles white, her body trembling not from cold but from a profound, hollow exhaustion. Across the aisle, a man in a sharp, charcoal suit sat with his legs crossed. He did not look at her. He did not look at anyone. He watched the...

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