The Distant Nightmare
The fire took the roof first. Then the beams. Then the sky. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the yard. He watched. His hands were empty. His mind was full. The house burned. It was his home. Or it had been. Until the letter came. Until the debt called. Until the walls screamed. Elias was a man of stone. Stone in a world of ash. He wore his uniform tight. The brass buttons caught the light. The...
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