The Distant Whispers

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The ledger had forty-three entries, each one a small, red wound in the parchment. I counted them again, my finger tracing the indented ink, ensuring the arithmetic of my imprisonment held true. Forty-three years since I first stepped into the Hall of Echoes, the vast, stone-chested institution where the debt of the living was weighed against the silence of the dead. I was the Warden, a title...

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