The Distant Whispers

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the city and turned the cobblestones into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the gaslight of a world that felt increasingly fragile under the weight of its own soot and industry. Colonel Elias Thorne stood on the corner of 4th and Main, his uniform damp and heavy, the wool clinging to his frame like a...

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