The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-21 14:36:19 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was forced down, a grey curtain pulled tight against the stone walls of the High Street, slicking the cobblestones until they shone like the polished scales of some drowned beast. In the center of this wet, thrumming chaos, young Thomas stood with his arms crossed, not in defiance, but in the rigid posture of a boy who had decided to become a statue before...

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