The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 10:20:26 -

The rain had not ceased for nine days, a persistent, grey weeping that turned the cobblestones of Blackwood Lane into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the warped spires of the ancient manor. Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of the estate, his coat heavy with moisture, his eyes fixed not on the house but on the single, unlit window of the east tower. He was a man of few words and rigid posture,...

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