The Distant Nightmare

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The wind did not howl so much as it wheezed, a low, rattling exhalation that seemed to come from the earth itself, dragging through the skeletal fingers of the dead oaks that lined the abandoned highway, a place where the asphalt had long since surrendered to the encroaching grass and the relentless, indifferent pressure of the seasons, leaving only a jagged spine of grey stone that wound into...

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