The Distant Nightmare

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The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it condensed, a perpetual grey mist that clung to the soot-stained brick of the old textile mill and the wet wool of the men who patrolled its perimeter. It was a damp that worked its way into the marrow, settling in the joints of the bones, a physical weight that matched the spiritual heaviness of the last three weeks. Captain Elias Thorne stood on...

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