The Distant Nightmare

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The list was stained with tea, the ink blurred into brown smudges that looked like old blood. Elara held it against the cold glass of the archive window, reading the names for the final time before the ledger was closed. Blackwood Asylum, Night Shift, Year Twelve. The pension form required a signature, a date, and a witness. She had the signature. She had the date. She was missing the witness,...

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