The Distant Whispers

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The road was mud. It was deep, cold, and smelling of rot. Thomas walked. His boots sank. He pulled them free. He walked on. The castle loomed. It was grey stone. It stood against the sky. The sky was white. It was not day. It was not night. It was the time between. Thomas was a knight. He wore silver. The silver was dented. He carried a sword. The blade was dull. He carried a jar. The jar was...

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