The Distant Nightmare

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The house breathed with the heavy, damp sigh of a lung that had forgotten how to expand, its timber bones creaking under the weight of centuries of accumulated dust and silence. In the deepest cellar, where the air tasted of iron and wet stone, Elara sat cross-legged on the cold floor, her fingers tracing the ridges of the ancient oak beam above her head. She was not a ghost, not in the way the...

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