The Distant Affair
The candle flame in your hand is a trembling white needle, stitching the darkness of the archive to the silence of your own breath, and you are Elias Thorne, junior inquisitor of the Order of the Silver Veil, standing before the Whispering Wall with a pocket watch in one hand and a terrified heart in the other. You have been ordered to listen, to transcribe the confession of the demonic...
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