The Distant Whispers

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The fog did not roll in from the sea; it seeped up through the floorboards of the manor, a cold, wet exhalation from the earth itself. It tasted of iron and rot, a flavor that had settled into the marrow of Sir Edward Ashworth’s bones long before he had laid his head on the pillow. He sat in the high-backed chair by the dying fire, his hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had gone cold an...

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