The Distant Nightmare

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The air in the Hall of Records did not merely smell of dust and decaying paper; it smelled of time itself, a heavy, cloying perfume that sat in the lungs like a stone. Elias Thorne stood before the central desk, his hands resting on the polished mahogany, feeling the vibration of the chandelier above, a swarm of bees trapped in glass, buzzing with a frantic, electric hum that seemed to...

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