The Distant Promise

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The stone wall in the dream is always broken, not by weather or time, but by a clean, surgical fracture that exposes the hollow void behind it, a darkness that smells of wet chalk and old blood, and I wake with the taste of ash on my tongue and the distinct, chilling certainty that Clara is standing in the corner of our bedroom, her face a mask of institutional indifference, staring at me with...

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