The Distant Promise

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Thomas Bradshaw woke when the gulls woke. The white sea threw its light against the priory walls, and his cell went from black to gray to bone. He sat up. He counted the stones. Four hundred and three. He had counted them every morning for three years, and he would count them until the rope came, or until the sea rose and took the tower into the chalk. Below his window ran the path. It was a...

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