The Distant Whispers

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The rain fell in sheets. It drummed against the leather hood of my cloak, a relentless, rhythmic pounding that matched the beating of my heart. I walked the muddy track through the heath. The mist was thick. It swallowed the world beyond a few paces. I could not see the trees. I could not see the sky. I only saw the dark earth beneath my boots. It was ancient ground. It held the weight of...

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