The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-20 06:21:56 -

The frost came early that year. It crept into the walls of our small stone watchtower. It settled in our bones. I was a guard. My name is Elias. We were few. Just three of us. The others had left. Or died. It was hard to tell the difference anymore. The village below was silent. No smoke rose from the chimneys. The fields lay bare and brown. We watched. That was our job. To watch. To keep the...

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