The Distant Whispers

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The frost bit. I walked. The road was hard. It was cold. My breath made ghosts. They died quickly. I was a clerk. I wore grey. I carried a box. The box was heavy. It held seeds. We traveled north. The city was dead. The towers stood. They were stone. They were old. The bells did not ring. The wind rang them. We were two. I and Thomas. We were friends. Or so I thought. Thomas was tall. He was...

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