The Distant Whispers

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The debt was four hundred and twelve pounds, a weight that sat on my chest heavier than the iron I hammered every day, and it had to be paid before the solstice or the magistrate would take the land my brother had died defending. I counted the coins in the small tin box on my workbench, turning them over in my fingers until the edges blurred, each piece feeling colder than the last, a physical...

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