The Distant Whispers
Chapter One "You cannot keep the seals, Manuel. The decree is absolute." The words hung in the air of the assembly room, cold and hard as the iron hooks above the door. Manuel Serrano did not look up from the ledger. His pen scratched against the paper, a dry, rasping sound that seemed to cut through the silence. Outside, the storm had taken the power from the grid, leaving the town of Veridia...
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