The Distant Journey

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The house shook. Not with the wind, but with a shudder that traveled up from the floorboards into my bones. I was sitting at the kitchen table, the wood grain familiar as a scar. My hands were steady. They were always steady. That was the first thing they taught me at the Academy. Keep the hand steady. Keep the mind clear. But the house was bleeding. Not red blood. Black water. It seeped from...

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