The Distant Nightmare

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The strap of the satchel cut into your shoulder, a familiar bruise that had formed over twenty years of carrying orders you never wrote. You adjusted the grip, feeling the leather stiffen in the cold, and looked back at the valley below. The fog was not white, as the maps claimed, but a thick, grey slurry that moved with the slow, deliberate intent of a herd of cattle. It had swallowed the...

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