The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The feast was a roar. Candlelight trembled. Wine spilled. The air was thick with smoke and sweat. Aldric sat. He was old. His hands shook. Not from age. From fear. Or perhaps from the weight of the thing in his pocket. A small, cold stone. A seed. It pressed against his ribs. It beat like a second heart. The Duke laughed. The sound was wet. It gurgled up from the floor. He raised his cup. The...

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