The Wistful Crossroads

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The dream began not with light but with a profound and aching pressure in the left hand, a sensation so familiar to Elias Thorne that it felt less like a phantom limb and more like a return to a body he had long since shed, the knuckles swollen and the skin stretched taut over bones that no longer existed in the waking world but which, in this suspended state of twilight, felt as real and vital...

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