The Distant Whispers

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Elias Thorne held the branch in both hands, the wood cool and hard as bone against his palms. It was a piece of oak, no longer than his forearm, but it was dense, the grain tight and dark, and wrapped around the center was a gold wedding band, fused into the wood by years of growth. He turned it over, checking the seal on the envelope tucked into his coat pocket. The paper was thick,...

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