The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 18:01:16 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung suspended in the air, a fine, cold mist that coated the glass of the precinct’s third-floor window until the city outside became a blurred smear of grey and amber. Thomas Ashworth stood before the pane, his reflection staring back at him with the vacant, hollow eyes of a man who had forgotten how to blink, and in his hands, held with a tenderness that...

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