The Distant Nightmare

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The glass was cold against Elias’s palm, slick with a film of dust that had accumulated over weeks of neglect. He held the shard up to the dim light of the attic window, watching the fractured surface catch the grey afternoon sky, a sliver of blue trapped in jagged geometry. Below, the rhythmic thud of the textile mill’s looms vibrated through the floorboards, a constant, grinding heartbeat...

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