The Distant Promise
The shattering of the obsidian sphere did not occur with the violent crash of glass, but with a sound like a deep, resonant exhalation, a low hum that vibrated in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones and seemed to unspool the very fabric of the grey, rain-slicked city outside his window. He stood in the center of his cramped, dimly lit apartment in the basement level of the old textile factory,...
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