The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The thread pulled tight. Elara felt the strain in her wrist, a familiar ache that had become the baseline of her existence. She sat in the high-backed chair, the wood worn smooth by generations of restless hands. The room was cold. The fire had burned down to ash and memory. Outside, the wind moaned against the stone walls of the manor, a low, constant grief that seemed to seep through the...

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