The Distant Whispers

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The fog in Harrow’s Point does not roll in; it rises, a grey tide that swallows the skeletal fingers of the lighthouse until only the top remains, a floating eye staring down at the harbor. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four, a structural engineer with a pension that hangs by a thread of concrete and steel, and you want to certify the old beacon for demolition. It is a simple job, or it should...

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