The Distant Whispers

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The carriage wheels ground against the cobblestones of the high street, a rhythmic, grinding shriek that seemed to scrape away the skin of the morning fog and reveal the cold, iron-boned city beneath, and Elias Thorne sat in the back with his knees pressed tight against his chest, clutching a bundle of linen so close to his ribs that he could feel the rough texture of the weave biting into his...

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