The Distant Whispers
The silence in the Sector did not behave like silence in the waking world. It was not an absence of sound, but a presence, a thick, viscous medium that pressed against the eardrums with the weight of deep water. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the Perimeter, his boots sinking slightly into the soil, which here had the consistency of wet chalk and the color of old ash. He was a man of the...
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