The Distant Promise

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The rain did not fall; it hovered. It hung in the air outside the high, narrow windows of the Ashworth manor, a grey curtain that separated the world from the stone. Inside, the air was still. The fire in the hearth had burned down to a bed of white ash, yet I could not stop shivering. I sat at the heavy oak desk, my fingers stained with black ink and the red dust of crushed beetles. I was a...

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