The Distant Whispers

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Chapter One "The file is sealed, Marcela. You know the protocol." Director Havel did not look up from his desk. The air in the Ministry smelled of wet wool and stale ink, a cloying scent that clung to the back of my throat. I stood there, clutching my petition, the paper soft with my sweat. Outside, the drone of the power station hummed through the glass, a low, constant vibration that I felt...

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