The Distant Whispers

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2026-08-17 12:03:20 -

The mist did not lift; it thickened, a gray wool drawn tight around the spires of Oakhaven, swallowing the town in a silence that felt less like peace and more like a held breath. Seven-year-old Elara stood on the cobblestones of the market square, her small hands trembling not from the cold, but from the weight of the object tucked into the lining of her coat. It was a glass vial, no larger...

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