The Distant Whispers

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The cart groaned against the cobblestones of the village square, a sound like a dying beast trying to draw breath, and you stood at the edge of the crowd, your hands slick with the sweat of a decision you had already made. It was the morning of your departure, the day the Abbot had finally granted you the letter of release, a parchment heavy with the weight of your exile. You were not a hero,...

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