The Distant Promise

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The iron key was cold, a slab of rusted metal that bit into the palm of your hand, slick with the sweat of your failing heart. You stood in the damp, candle-lit cell of the fortress, the stone walls weeping condensation that pooled in the cracks of the floor, while the first tremor of your condition signaled the body’s betrayal. You were forty-five years old, Captain Elias Thorne, and you had...

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