The Distant Promise

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2026-08-20 02:15:19 -

The coat is heavy. It is not wool. It is not silk. It is the skin of a dead god. I wear it. It fits. It has always fit. I am Thomas. I am the Warden of the Grey Hall. The Hall is old. It is old in the way that bones are old. The stones weep. The light is thin. It is the color of old blood. I am alone. I am always alone. But I am not empty. I am full. I am full of duty. I am full of the weight...

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