The Distant Nightmare

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The frost bit at the hinges of the back door as Elias Thorne zipped his rucksack, the sound sharp against the silence of the kitchen. Mara stood in the doorway, her hand trembling on the frame, her eyes fixed on the packed gear rather than her husband’s face. "Before the solstice," she whispered, her voice thin as the morning light. Elias nodded, his jaw tight, unaware that the orders in his...

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