The Distant Nightmare

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The ledger was heavy in my hands, its leather cover worn smooth by decades of thumbs. I ran my finger along the spine, feeling the slight give of the binding, a familiar comfort in the cold air of the east tower. Below me, the courtyard was empty, the morning light slicing through the arches in sharp, pale beams that illuminated the dust motes dancing in the stillness. I was Elias, thirty-two,...

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