The Distant Nightmare

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Kauko Ranta remembered the weight of the bronze mirror before he remembered the cold, a dull, metallic ache that had settled behind his eyes weeks ago. He stood in the kitchen of the family homestead, the air heavy with damp wool and the sharp, acidic bite of woodsmoke, while his mother, Elina, stared at him with eyes that had grown hard as the lake ice. The mirror, polished to a duty that...

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