The Wistful Mountain

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The bell rang at dawn, sharp and cold against the mist. I was still lacing my boots when the sound stopped, leaving a silence that felt heavier than the air. Did you hear that? Thomas asked. He stood in the doorway, his breath pluming in the chill. His face was pale, drawn tight with a fear I had never seen in him before. I heard it, I said. My voice sounded thin, distant. The Warden’s order...

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