The Distant Promise

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2026-08-20 03:13:14 -

He dreamed of teeth. Not his own. They hung from the ceiling of a room made of bone. White. Smooth. Cold. He reached for them. They were warm. They tasted of iron. He woke with a mouthful of blood. The mirror in the dressing room was cracked. A spiderweb fracture ran from the top left corner down to the center. He looked at it. He looked at his hand. The blood was gone. He wiped his lip....

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