The Distant Whispers

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The wind outside the window of the small stone cottage was not merely blowing; it was screaming, a low, guttural sound that vibrated through the floorboards and into the soles of Elias’s boots. "Elias, you cannot leave now." The voice was Mara’s, but it was not the voice he remembered. It was thin, stripped of the warmth that had once wrapped around him like a heavy wool blanket, and it carried...

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