The Distant Whispers

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Elias Thorne, the ledger keeper, you are late for the count. The voice of Mr. Vane did not thunder; it simply arrived, dry and precise as the scratch of a nib on paper, cutting through the grey mist that clung to the windows of the Oakhaven Mill office. Elias stood frozen, his hand still resting on the heavy oak desk, the wood cool and splintered under his palm. He was forty years old, an...

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