The Distant Clue
The rain did not fall. It hung. It suspended in the grey air above the courtyard like a fine mist, cold and heavy. You stood by the gate. You wore the old wool coat. It was damp. The stone was cold. You waited. The court was empty. The servants had fled. The guards stood still. They watched you. Their eyes were flat. They saw a thief. They saw a monster. They did not see the man. They did not...
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