The Distant Promise

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The iron gate did not rust. That was the first thing I noticed, and the last thing I wanted to see. It stood at the edge of the fog, a jagged tooth in the jaw of the night, holding the line between the living and the waiting. I held the key in my palm. It was warm. It had been warm for three days. I had stopped sleeping. Sleep was a luxury for those who did not hear the breathing in the walls....

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