The Distant Whispers

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Act I Giuseppa Esposito remembered the weight of the sword not as a burden, but as a correction, a way to straighten the crooked spine of her own ambition in the damp chill of the central hall. She stood before the stone pillars, her boots striking the flagstones with a rhythm that matched the slow, grinding decay of the plaster, which was weeping water from the roofline like a patient sweating...

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