The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 09:20:56 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a heavy, wet mist that clung to the wool of my cloak and seeped into the marrow of my bones, turning the ancient, rutted path into a slurry of mud that sucked at my boots with every agonizing step. I was walking toward the border, a place where the map ended and the world began to rot, carrying in my hands a lantern that had once belonged to...

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