The Distant Journey

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2026-08-19 00:57:40 -

The dream was a house made of teeth, white and jagged against a sky the color of bruised plums, and in the center of the room stood a table carved from a single, unbroken bone. Wren sat at the table, his hands resting on the smooth, cold surface, and he felt the vibration of a sound that was not a sound, but a pressure behind his eyes. He woke with the taste of chalk in his mouth, the sheets...

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