Whispers of the Unseen War

Previously

…“You believe you are the sole custodians of history, Mr. Thorne,” Eleanor continued, her voice clear and steady. “But history is not a static entity. It is a living, breathing thing, constantly being rewritten, not just by those who control the narrative, but by those who seek to uncover it.” She picked up the wooden box. “And sometimes, the most dangerous truths are not shouted from the rooftops, but whispered in the right ears, at the right time.” Thorne’s eyes narrowed, a subtle