The Distant Whispers

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Elias Thorne’s thumb pressed into the groove of the silver candelabra, scraping away a layer of black tarnish that had settled over decades of neglect. The metal was cold, slick with the residue of limescale and old wax, and beneath his fingernails it felt less like an object and more like a piece of hardened skin. He worked in the study of Blackwood Manor, the room where the air always tasted...

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