The Distant Nightmare

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The carriage wheels groaned against the cobblestones, a sound that seemed to vibrate in my own teeth as we ascended the steep, winding road toward the Monastery of Saint Jude. The air grew thinner, colder, carrying with it the scent of wet stone and ancient pine, a sharp, medicinal smell that coated the back of my throat. I sat in the corner of the vehicle, clutching my satchel with a grip that...

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