The Distant Nightmare

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The rain fell upward. It was a cold, silver drizzle that defied gravity, rising from the wet asphalt of the square to dissolve into the grey, swollen belly of the sky. Elias stood in the center of the cobblestones. His boots were soaked. His uniform, a charcoal tunic with brass buttons the size of coins, was stiff with mud and sweat. He did not blink. He waited. Above him, the clouds churned...

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