The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 12:12:56 -

The blade was wet. That was the first thing Marcus noticed, a slick, viscous red that coated the tip of his short sword and dripped onto the cobblestones with a sound like a whispered secret. He did not look up. He could not afford to look up. The man in front of him, a warden of the city gate, was swinging again, a heavy mace that caught the grey light of the dawn. Marcus ducked, the wind of...

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