The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-21 21:09:23 -

The rain lashed against the high, arched windows of the Grand Atrium, a rhythmic drumming that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of the stone itself, yet inside the room, the air was still, thick with the scent of wet wool, old paper, and the metallic tang of ozone that always preceded a storm in the city. Silas Vane stood in the corner, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the assembly of...

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