The Wistful Throne

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The knock came at 3:14 AM, sharp and bureaucratic against the wet wood of the front door. You did not answer. You could not. Your mother was in the next room, her breathing a ragged, wet rattle that synchronized with the low, thrumming pulse of the oak door itself. You pressed your palm against the grain. It was warm. It was beating. You were Elias, forty-two, the night watchman of the Halloway...

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