The Distant Promise
Elias Thorne woke with the taste of copper on his tongue and the crushing weight of a silver locket digging into his sternum, the metal so cold it felt like a slab of ice pressed against his ribs by an invisible hand. He lay in the dark of his narrow bed, the rain hammering against the single pane of glass in the window, his breath coming in shallow, terrified gasps as he realized he was not...
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