The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 15:31:32 -

The frost bit into the stone walls of the cathedral, a crystalline lace that had been growing for weeks, encroaching upon the altar with a slow, geometric inevitability. I stood in the shadows of the nave, my breath misting in the cold air, watching the ivy that choked the eastern window. It was a heavy, dark green thing, thick and pulsing with a life that seemed indifferent to the decay of the...

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