The Distant Promise

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The silver locket bit into my palm, a cold, hard weight that felt less like metal and more like a sliver of ice driven under the skin. I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth, the sheets twisted around my legs like wet rope, and the silence of the apartment pressing against my eardrums. It was the same dream, the one where the locket whispered a list of debts I hadn’t incurred, names of...

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