The Distant Promise
The stone bit into Elias’s shoulder, cold and damp. He sat in the dark, the silence pressing against his eardrums like deep water. He was not afraid. Fear was a luxury for men who still had something to lose, and Elias had spent twenty years in the service of the Tribunal, losing pieces of his soul with every verdict he signed. He wanted out. He wanted to prove that the "Whispering Curse"...
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