The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-22 12:17:31 -

The smell of crushed roots and stale wood hung in the kitchen air, thick enough to taste. Elias, twelve years old and restless, stood by the copper still, his fingers trembling as he adjusted the wick. He wanted his father to look at him, to see not a boy but an heir, a keeper of the family’s bitter secrets. Thomas Ashworth sat at the table, his back to the fire, reading a ledger with the cold...

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