The Distant Summer

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The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, grey sheet that turned the mud of the manor’s outer courtyard into a slurry that sucked at the boots of anyone who dared walk across it. Inside the high-ceilinged library, the air was still and smelled of damp wool and old paper. Silas sat in the corner, his back against the heavy oak door, his hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had gone...

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