The Distant Summer

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2026-08-20 03:14:18 -

The dream is green. Not the green of grass, but the thick, viscous green of deep water where light fails. You are submerged. Your lungs burn, yet you do not drown. You breathe the air of the sea. Around you, the bodies of the dead drift. They are bloated, soft, like overripe fruit. You reach for one. It slips through your fingers. It is a kelp frond. It is a hand. You wake. The ceiling is...

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