The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The fog did not lift, nor did it thicken; it simply remained, a thick, wet wool pressed against the windows of the farmhouse, blurring the world into a series of indistinct, gray smudges. I sat in the high-backed chair by the hearth, the fire long since reduced to a bed of white ash, and listened to the silence of the house. It was a heavy silence, the kind that accumulates weight over years,...

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