The Distant Whispers

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2026-08-21 16:33:17 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended veil of grey mist that turned the road into a ribbon of black mud stretching toward the horizon. I sat in the driver’s seat of the requisitioned sedan, the leather creaking under the weight of my silence, watching the wipers sweep a rhythmic, futile arc across the glass. In the passenger seat, a duffel bag held the shape of a man, its canvas...

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