The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-18 20:53:04 -

The rain against the windowpane of the carriage was a rhythmic, mechanical percussion, a sound that seemed to drill directly into the temples of the mind. You sit in the back corner, your hands folded tightly in your lap, the leather of your gloves worn thin at the knuckles. You are returning to the estate of the Whitmore family, a place that smells of damp wool and old varnish, a place where...

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