The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The cold sat in Elias’s teeth. It was a physical thing, a jagged shard of ice lodged in the root of his back. He stood before the mirror in the narrow room above the butcher shop. The glass was cracked, a spiderweb of fractures that split his reflection into fractured shards. He looked at his hands. They were red. Not with blood, but with the raw, abraded skin of a man who had worked too long...

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