The Distant Summer

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2026-08-17 22:59:47 -

The iron is cold. It bites into your shoulder with a dull, persistent ache that has become so familiar it feels less like pain and more like a second heartbeat. You are kneeling in the mud of the courtyard, your knees sinking into the wet earth, while the rain hammers down in sheets, blurring the world into a gray smear. There is no one else here. Just you, the stone, and the weight of the...

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