The Distant Summer

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2026-08-18 00:05:00 -

He woke with the taste of iron in his mouth. The dream was gone. Only the cold remained. He sat up. The room was dark. Rain tapped against the glass. A soft, persistent drumming. He looked at the clock. Three in the morning. He did not move. He lay back down. He closed his eyes. The factory was silent. It was always silent at night. The great looms stood like sleeping beasts. Dust motes danced...

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