The Wistful Silence

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The iron gate of the mill had been barred against the storm long before the water began to rise, and you, Thomas Bradshaw, stood in the center of the grinding hall with the taste of rust and wet stone in your mouth, knowing that the creature you had hunted for three days was not a beast to be slain with a sword or a spear, but a hunger that lived in the very walls of the building and in the...

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