The Wistful Silence

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The silence of the valley was not empty, but heavy, a physical weight that pressed against the eardrums and settled in the marrow of the bone. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the treeline, his breath pluming in the thin, ancient air, watching the mist retreat from the high grasses like a tide going out. He was a man of few words, a fact that his brother, Julian, had often noted with a mixture...

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