The Distant Whispers

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The fog rolled in off the harbor like a living thing, thick and gray and tasting of salt and rot. Thomas Bradshaw fought it. He fought the damp that seeped into his wool coat. He fought the chill that gnawed at his bones. He was a man of logic in a city that had forgotten how to think. The town of Blackwood was a knot of ancient stone and older secrets. It clung to the cliffs above the churning...

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