The Distant Whispers

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2026-08-19 22:15:43 -

The feast had ended, but the silence that followed was heavier than the noise that had preceded it. We sat in the great hall of the manor, the air thick with the smell of roasted lamb and stale wine, while the rain lashed against the high, narrow windows. I watched the candle flames tremble on the long oak table, their light reflecting off the polished surface of a single object that sat before...

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