The Distant Whispers

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The train left at dawn. It did not wait. It never waited. Elias stood on the platform. The cold bit his fingers. He held his bag. Inside was a single item. A sheet of paper. White. Clean. Blank. He looked at the departure board. The letters were red. They glowed. The destination was London. The time was 06:15. He walked to the door. The conductor nodded. Elias stepped inside. He found a seat by...

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