The Distant Whispers

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The dream began with the weight of stone. Not the cold, dead weight of a cellar floor, but the living, grinding pressure of a tower that was slowly collapsing inward. Warden Elias Thorne woke before the first light broke over the grey slate roof of the Abbey, his body rigid in the narrow cot, his heart hammering a frantic, irregular rhythm against his ribs. He lay there for a long time, staring...

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