The Distant Journey

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2026-08-18 02:53:05 -

The rain did not fall. It hung. A grey, suspended veil over the valley. Caleb stood at the edge of the cliff. His hand trembled. Not from cold. From the weight. He held the stone. It was not a stone. It was a heart. His own. Or perhaps hers. The memory was a bruise. Yellowing. Spreading. He was a soldier of the Order. The Order that kept the world still. The Order that demanded silence. And...

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