The Distant Whispers

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The stone broke. It did not shatter with a dramatic crack, but with a dull, wet thud, like a ripe fruit dropping onto the packed earth of the forest floor. I held the remaining shards in my hand, the edges sharp enough to slice the flesh of my palm, yet I felt no pain. Only a cold, spreading numbness that traveled up my arm and settled in the center of my chest. This was the medicine. This was...

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