The Distant Nightmare

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The glass vial was warm against Elias Thorne’s palm, a small, burning weight that felt less like medicine and more like a secret kept too long. He stood at the threshold of the dungeon door, the heavy oak frame groaning under the strain of his grip, while behind him the distant, rhythmic thud of the battering rams echoed through the stone corridors like the slow, arrhythmic beating of a dying...

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