The Distant Summer

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2026-08-19 10:01:11 -

I woke with blood in my mouth. It tasted of iron and old copper. I spat it onto the cold stone floor. The droplets hissed. They vanished. I am a scholar. I study the old laws. I study the power that sits in the high tower. I have spent twenty years reading the ink. I have never felt the heat. My hand was still. I looked at it. The fingers were long. They were pale. They trembled. I raised the...

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