The Distant Whispers

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The iron gate of the Blackwood Sanitarium groaned under the weight of the morning fog, a sound like a dying breath dragged out across the gravel, and Elias Thorne stood before it not as a supplicant but as a man who had already decided that the world he was about to enter was a battlefield where the only weapon left was the refusal to break. The air tasted of wet stone and stale tobacco, a...

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