The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The air in the Hall of Whispers did not move, yet it hummed with a frequency that settled in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. It was a sound like tinnitus, or perhaps the static left behind by a dying star, a vibration that had no source and no end. Elias stood at the edge of the precipice, his hand resting on the hilt of his sidearm, though the weapon felt heavy and absurd in this place of...

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