The Distant Whispers

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Chapter One My hands were already deep in the soot of the reclamation yard when the summons arrived, a slip of paper tucked under the gate of the dead engine. I pulled the iron lever of the winch, the metal groaning against the rust, and hauled the rusted chassis of a delivery wagon up the ramp. The fog was rising off the river, thick and grey, smelling of wet wool and the sour rot of the iron...

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