The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain did not fall so much as it suspended itself in the air, a fine, gray mist that clung to the wool of Marcus Thorne’s tunic and seeped into the joints of his armor, a cold and relentless intrusion that mirrored the slow erosion of his will as he walked the endless, fog-choked corridor of the Hall of Echoes, a place that existed neither in the maps of the old world nor in the new, a...

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