The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-20 12:00:21 -

The wind did not howl; it whispered, a dry rattle of dead leaves against the stone, a sound that seemed to come from inside the bones of the fortress itself. I stood in the center of the Great Hall, the floor cold and unyielding beneath my boots, and I watched the torchlight dance in the high, narrow windows where the glass was long since shattered, replaced only by the biting draft of the...

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