The Distant Whispers

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2026-08-22 05:27:15 -

The crystal decanter sat on the mahogany table like a severed head, its neck broken clean, the stopper long since lost to the dust of the cellar. It was a heavy thing, leaded glass that had caught the light for forty years in the library of the Ashworth estate, and now it sat there, dull and scarred, reflecting nothing but the grey afternoon light that filtered through the tall, arched windows....

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