The Distant Summer

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The sound of the chisel striking the marble was not a strike at all, but a confession. It rang out in the cavernous, echoing hall of the Grand Chamber, a sharp, metallic note that seemed to slice the heavy air. Elias Thorne stood before the block of stone, his arms raised in the arc of a man who has already lost the fight but refuses to lay down his weapon. He was carving a face. Not any face....

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