The Distant Nightmare

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The parchment lay on the stone floor, weighted down by a single, heavy iron nail. It was a list of names, scrawled in the King’s trembling hand, each name crossed out in red ink that had dried to the color of old blood. Elias read it once, then a second time, his eyes tracing the familiar script that had once been steady and strong. The final name was his own. It was not crossed out. He woke...

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