The Wistful Show
The dream was always the same, a recurring fracture in the marble colonnade of the Capitol Annex, the stone not crumbling but shattering into a thousand jagged, white teeth that fell in slow motion against the dark, a visual cacophony of structural failure that left Elias Thorne’s hands trembling with a specific, grinding pain in his left knee, a joint that had betrayed him for three years and...
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