The Distant Nightmare

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The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the skylights of my workshop, a steady, hollow rhythm that seemed to match the beating of my own heart. I was not a man who sought silence, but this was different. This was the sound of the city holding its breath, waiting for something to break. "You’re doing it again," said Elias. He stood in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the...

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