The Distant Journey

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2026-08-19 11:27:16 -

I am standing in the mud, my boots sinking into the black slurry of the riverbank as if the earth itself is trying to swallow me whole, the heavy iron shackle around my ankle dragging against the wet stone with a sound that is less a clank and more a groan, a low, resonant complaint that echoes in the hollows of my chest and rises up through the wet wool of my shirt to choke the breath out of...

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