The Distant Nightmare

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The rain hammered against the leaded glass of the parlor window, a relentless, staccato rhythm that seemed to vibrate in Elias’s teeth. He sat rigid in the high-backed chair, his hands resting on the arms, knuckles white, while his brother Julian paced the length of the room like a caged animal. The air smelled of stale tobacco and the metallic tang of old wood polish, a scent that had defined...

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