The Distant Nightmare

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The coat was hanging on the hook by the door, and it was not a coat so much as a memory of a coat, a thing that had been worn until the fibers surrendered their resilience and became a rag, a grey, matted skin that smelled of damp earth and the particular, metallic scent of old blood. Do you remember the weight of it, Elias? Thomas stood in the doorway, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of...

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