The Distant Whispers
The house stood in the snow. It was a ruin of brick and rot. Captain Elias Thorne stood before it. His boots sank into the frozen earth. He was a man of iron and dust. He had served thirty years. Now he was a ghost in a greatcoat. He looked up. The windows were black holes. The roof sagged like a broken spine. This was the house of his father. It was also the house of his mother. And of his...
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