The Distant Whispers

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The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, persistent sheet that turned the earth of the Blackwood Estate into a sucking mire, and Elias Thorne stood before the northern boundary wall, his hands raw and bleeding, listening to the stones complain. He was a mason of forty-five years, a man whose life had been measured in mortar and lime, and yet the whispers rising from the ancient...

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