The Distant Whispers

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Danilo Tomas stood in the kitchen, holding a loaf of black bread, and asked himself if the guilt could actually burn. The fog outside was thick, eating the sound of the church bells until they were just a muffled thump against the windows. I had served the state for twelve years, enough to secure a pension that would keep my mother in the house on one hundred and nine of the Rope Walk, but the...

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