The Wistful Skyline

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The dream begins with the smell of burnt rye, a thick, cloying scent that hangs in the air like a heavy wool blanket, and you are standing in the center of the long, low kitchen, the stone floor cold and damp beneath your bare feet, while the fire in the hearth roars with a ferocity that seems to consume not just the wood but the very light of the room, leaving only the deep, bruised shadows of...

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