The Distant Promise

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2026-08-20 05:29:26 -

The iron key shatters in your hand, the fragments spraying across the flagstones like spilled teeth, and you do not flinch. You are used to the pain now, this sharp, bright agony that sings in the marrow of your wrist. Outside, the wind howls through the bare branches of the yew trees, a sound like the wailing of the damned, but inside the tower room, the silence is heavier, more suffocating....

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