The Distant Affair

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The fog rolled off the sea like a white breath. It smelled of salt and iron. Young Thomas walked into it. He carried a lantern. The glass was cracked. The flame danced, wild and low. He was going to the House. Everyone in the village knew the House. It stood at the edge of the cliff. It was not a house of stone. It was a house of bone. White ribs arched against the grey sky. The windows were...

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