The Distant Whispers

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The ice cracked. Not with a sound, but with a violation. A fracture line, thin as a vein, spread across the surface of the frozen lake. It moved against the current of silence. It moved against the will of the water. It moved toward the center. Elias Thorne stood on the ice. He was not alone. Around him, the air was thick with the scent of ozone and old blood. He held the shard in his right...

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