The Wistful Mountain

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The dream began with the taste of copper and rain, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s tongue before he even opened his eyes. It was a visceral, physical entry into the subconscious, a body remembering what the mind had refused to process. He lay in the narrow bed of his office, the air thick with the scent of stale tea and the damp earth that always seemed to seep through...

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