The Distant Summer

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2026-08-21 18:41:10 -

The dream is always the same. You are standing in the courtyard of the Citadel, the stone warm beneath your bare feet, the air thick with the scent of wet mortar and old blood. The walls are high, grey, and endless. They have been here since before you were born, and they will be here after you are dust. You climb them. You have climbed them so many times that the muscles in your legs ache with...

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