The Distant Summer

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2026-08-18 21:44:50 -

The bell above the gatehouse did not ring. It had not rung in three days, a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums. I stood in the courtyard of the High Spire, the stone cold and damp beneath my boots, watching the rain streak down the ancient, windowless walls. The architecture was a thing of brutal permanence, a fortress of grey granite that seemed to...

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