The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 16:54:33 -

The dream began with the smell of wet wool. It was a heavy scent. It clung to the throat. Margot lay in the deep bed. The linen was cold. The air in the room was still. She did not move. She listened to the silence. The silence had teeth. The object sat on the bedside table. It was a small silver casket. It was old. The metal was dull. The clasp was bent. Margot looked at it. She knew the...

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