The Distant Summer

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2026-08-21 16:14:15 -

The fire did not roar; it whispered, a dry, rustling sound like the turning of old pages. It started in the thatch, a thin line of orange that curled around the edge of the eaves, indifferent to the world below. Margery stood in the center of the long, low room, her hands pressed flat against the cold oak table. The wood was slick with sweat, or perhaps rain, though the sky outside was a pale,...

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