The Distant Whispers

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The hawk sat on the fence post. It watched Elias. Elias watched the road. The road was empty. The dust hung in the air. It looked like gold. It looked like ash. Elias held the cage. The cage was heavy. The cage was warm. Inside the cage, a single seed pod waited. It was dry. It was hard. It was silent. Elias was not from here. He was from the North. The North was cold. The North was cruel. He...

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