The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-20 02:14:05 -

The train cut through the mist like a black knife slicing through a bruised apple, and I sat in the corner of the compartment with my head bowed low, watching the rain streak the glass in long, weeping lines that blurred the world outside into a smear of gray and green, while my heart hammered against my ribs with a rhythm that felt less like life and more like the frantic fluttering of a...

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