The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-24 09:18:28 -

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it seeped, a grey, persistent damp that soaked into the mortar of the city and the bones of the men who lived within it. Elias Thorne sat in his cramped office in the Municipal Archives, the smell of mildew and old paper clinging to his collar, staring at the ledger of his mother’s final year. He was forty-two, a man whose face had been hollowed out...

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