The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-22 07:01:01 -

The rain fell like iron filings. It was cold. It was dark. I walked the ridge. The ground was wet. It clung to my boots. My hands were heavy. My sword was dull. The metal drank the light. I had carried it for years. It was old. It was tired. I was tired. I looked for the wolf. There was no wolf. There was only the mist. The mist swallowed the valley. It ate the trees. It ate the stones. It ate...

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