The Wistful Silence

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Act I The port of Vael churned with the grey sludge of the tide, a place where the smell of rotting kelp mixed with the sharp, metallic tang of fresh blood from the whale factories, and the air itself felt heavy with the weight of unwritten debts. Werner Fink stood at the edge of the quay, his boots caked in the same black mud that clung to the hulls of the whaling vessels, watching the cranes...

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