The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The wind did not merely blow through the high, arched windows of the manor; it spoke in a tongue of rusted hinges and shivering glass, a language that had not been updated since the time of the old kings. Inside the solar, where the fire burned low and the shadows stretched long across the stone floor, Elias Thorne sat with his hands bound not by rope, but by the heavy, suffocating weight of...

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