The Distant Whispers

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2026-08-18 23:28:06 -

The dream was a cathedral of rotting oak and wet stone, where the air tasted of iron and old rain, and at the center of the nave stood a structure so vast it seemed to crush the very sky above it, a tower of black glass that whispered with the voices of the dead, a monument to a sin that could not be named but only felt in the marrow of the bones, and in that dream, I was not myself but a thing...

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