The Distant Promise

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2026-08-17 17:57:55 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray veil that turned the night into a bruised twilight. Margaret stood in the center of the great hall, her fingers locked around the hem of her dress, feeling the fabric pull taut against her skin like a second, suffocating layer. The house breathed around her, a vast, crouching beast of stone and rot, its walls sweating a cold...

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