The Distant Nightmare

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The ink bled through the page before Elias Thorne could close the book, a dark, wet smear that looked less like a stain and more like a bruise forming on the skin of the paper. He sat in the high-backed chair in the King’s private library, the leather creaking under the weight of his forty-five-year-old body, and watched the letters of the text dissolve into a black sludge that smelled of...

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