The Distant Whispers

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The bell hung in the center of the stone chamber. It was cold. It was iron. It was old. Elias stood alone. The walls were high. They were damp. The moss grew in the cracks. He held a hammer. It was heavy. The wood was worn. His hands were raw. He was not from here. He came from the south. The land there was flat. The fields were gold. The air was dry. Here, the air was wet. It tasted of rot. It...

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