The Distant Summer

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2026-08-20 17:51:29 -

The iron gate screamed as it swung open. A sound like a dying beast. I stepped over the threshold. Mud sucked at my boots. Thick. Black. Smelling of rot and rain. "Is it done?" the voice asked from the shadows. Low. Gravelly. I did not look up. I could not. "It is done, sir." Silence. Heavy. Pressing against my eardrums. The air tasted of copper. Of old blood. "Good," the voice said. "Go to the...

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