The Distant Whispers
The wall was thin. I knew it was thin because I could hear the rain on the other side. I am a soldier. Not a general. Not a king. Just a guard. The town is old. The stones are wet. My name is Thomas. I keep the peace. I keep the silence. There is a woman in the house next door. Her name is Margaret. She is my sister. We do not speak often. We do not need to. We share a wall. That is enough. The...
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