The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The Great Hall of the Institute of Aetheric Preservation smelled of ozone and dried lavender, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a persistent cough. I stood at the center of the banquet table, my hands resting on the polished oak, feeling the cold seep into my knuckles. The room was a cavern of vaulted ceilings and arched windows, where the light did not fall so much as it...

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