The Distant Nightmare

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The ledger was heavier than it looked, its spine cracked and smelling of damp paper and old money. Elias Thorne held it in his trembling hands, the leather cover cold against his palms. He was thirty-two, a junior archivist with a reputation for precision, but the Board had already whispered that he was unstable. They cited his anxiety, his tendency to linger too long in the quiet corners of...

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