The Distant Summer

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2026-08-18 16:14:40 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the village square into a mirror of grey water that reflected nothing but the weeping sky. You sat in the high-backed chair by the window, your hands resting on your lap, still and white as bone. The room smelled of damp wool and old paper, the scent of a life that had been lived too long and too carefully. Outside, the world...

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