The Distant Whispers

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The iron stoves in the Hartwell Foundry did not hum; they whispered, a low, rhythmic susurration that seemed to rise from the molten slag itself, a sound so faint that Elias Thorne had spent three years convincing himself it was merely the thermal expansion of the metal contracting against the cold November air. But on the morning of his thirty-second year, as he stood before the ledger desk...

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