The Distant Legend

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2026-08-19 20:07:31 -

You wake to the smell of damp wool and old smoke. The air is thick. It presses against your chest. You are in the cellar. It is always the cellar. The walls are weeping. Water beads on the stone. They glisten like cold sweat. You count the drops. One. Two. Three. You do not move. You are still. You are a statue made of fear and silence. Outside, boots crunch on gravel. Heavy. Slow. They stop at...

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