The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 20:10:32 -

The dream began with the ink. It was black. Thick as tar. It seeped from the pores of the parchment, not writing, but bleeding. The symbol was a serpent eating its own tail. The Ouroboros. It pulsed. Edward woke. His hands shook. He looked at them. They were steady now. They were the hands of a man who had killed. He knew the difference. The hands of a killer do not shake. They rest. The cell...

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