The Wistful Crossroads

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2026-08-18 17:40:07 -

The iron taste of blood was already thick on my tongue, a coppery tang that coated the back of my throat and made it difficult to draw a full breath, while the creature in front of me, a twisted knot of shadow and wet, black fur, shrieked a sound that was not quite a scream but rather the grinding of two millstones locked in an eternal, painful rotation, and I found myself pinned against the...

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