The Distant Whispers

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The nib of the quill scratched against the parchment, a sound like a dry twig snapping underfoot. Elias Thorne held his breath, the weight of the inkwell pressing into the hollow of his palm, heavy as a stone pulled from a riverbed. He was transcribing the final pages of Clara’s will, a task that had consumed his nights for three weeks, yet the words refused to sit still. They bled. Not...

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