The Distant Whispers

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The hawk circled. It was a small bird. Brown. Tired. It beat its wings against the stone. The stone was cold. The stone was old. It was the wall of the keep. It was the wall of the world. Silas stood by the gate. He held the spear. The spear was heavy. The spear was iron. It weighed on his arm. It weighed on his soul. He did not move. He did not blink. He was the guard. He was the wall. He was...

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