The Faded Frequency

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2026-08-17 18:42:45 -

The bell tower cracked open before the sun did. It was a sound like a bone snapping in a dry field. I stood in the gallery, my hands gripping the cold stone railing. The masonry groaned. Dust fell like grey snow. Below, the village of Oakhaven held its breath. Then the north face gave way. A cascade of limestone tumbled into the square. The noise was absolute. It swallowed the wind. It...

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