The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-17 23:57:28 -

The roof caved in at dawn. It was not a dramatic collapse. There was no thunderous crash, no shower of debris. The timber simply gave way. The slate tiles slid down the pitch, striking the ground with a dry, rhythmic tapping, like rain on a tin roof. The beams groaned, a low, sustained moan that seemed to come from the earth itself. Arthur Penhaligon stood in the hallway. He held a cup of tea....

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