The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-20 07:28:26 -

The wind screamed. It had a voice. I could hear it. I held the iron key. It was cold. Colder than the air. Colder than my blood. My hands shook. Not from fear. From cold. The frost bit my knuckles. White skin. Blue veins. I looked down. The key was heavy. It felt like a bone. We were walking. Just the two of us. My brother, Thomas. He walked ahead. He did not look back. He never looked back....

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