The Distant Whispers

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The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of the old city into a mirror of the sky, and Elias Thorne sat in his workshop, staring at the left hand of the porcelain doll he was repairing, feeling the weight of the silence in his chest like a stone swallowed whole. He was a restorer of antiques, a man who dealt in the broken things of the...

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