The Distant Journey

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The fire took the roof before dawn. I stood on the porch, shivering in my nightshirt. The sky was the color of a bruise. Thick, black smoke rolled over the valley, swallowing the stars. My house was gone. Or rather, the shell of it was. The beams groaned and snapped, a skeletal dance against the dark. I did not run. I did not scream. I just held the book. It was a leather-bound volume. Old. The...

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