The Distant Promise

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The stone breathes. You feel it. A cold pulse. Against your cheek. You are in the dark. Total dark. No stars. No sky. Just the rock. And the dust. You are old. Your bones ache. The pain is a map. It shows you where you are. Spine. Knees. Eyes. Burning. Blind. You are blind. They took your sight. Years ago. In the tower. You remember the knife. You remember the sound. The wet snap. Like a twig....

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