The Distant Affair

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2026-08-18 13:10:46 -

You dream of the coat. It is not a coat of wool or silk, but of grey smoke and wet ash. It hangs on your back, heavy as a stone in a riverbed. You are walking. The ground is hard, packed earth turning to mud. You do not know where you are going. You only know you are carrying it. The smoke smells of iron. It tastes of blood. You try to wake, but the weight is part of you. You cannot put it...

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