The Distant Whispers

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The chisel bit into the granite with a sound like a bone snapping, and Elias Thorne wiped the sweat from his brow with a rag that was already stiff with dust. He was forty-two years old, a widower with hands that had forgotten the softness of skin, and he had only three days left before the winter solstice to finish the crypt for his father, a man who had died with his eyes open, looking at a...

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