The Distant Whispers

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The brass screwdriver bit into the casing with a resistance that felt less like metal and more like bone. Elias Thorne held his breath, the lens of his magnifying glass trembling slightly as he aligned the tool, his left hand braced against the workbench where the wood was worn smooth by forty years of elbow grease. The light in the shop was fading, the late afternoon sun cutting a narrow,...

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