The Wistful Silence

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The needle slipped through the silk for the third time, leaving a faint, crimson smear that evaporated before Elias Thorne could wipe it away, a ghostly wound in the fabric that seemed to pulse with a rhythm he recognized as his own heartbeat. "You’re hesitating again," said Julian, standing in the doorway of the workshop with his arms crossed, his eyes fixed on the half-finished jacket with an...

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