The Distant Whispers

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2026-08-20 06:28:42 -

The dream was a thick, gray wool, pulled tight over the eyes of Serjeant Elias Thorne, a man who had spent forty years guarding the perimeter of the high castle at Dunmore. In the waking world, the wind off the northern moors was a screeching thing, a jagged sound that bit into the stone and the bone, but in the dream, the wind was silent, and the silence was heavy with the weight of a promise...

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