The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain had not ceased for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the moorland into a slurry of peat and mud, and it was in this suffocating dampness that I found the seal. It was not a coin, nor a gem, but a heavy disc of iron, cold and slick with the water of the earth, lying half-buried in the trench where the river had carved its new path. I am old now, my hands stiff with the...

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