The Distant Promise

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"Check the perimeter," Elias said. His voice was flat. Technical. He did not look up from the schematic spread on the table. The paper was yellowed, brittle at the edges. It mapped the estate. It mapped the bones beneath the floorboards. Mara stood by the window. The glass was cold against her palm. Outside, the fog rolled in from the moor, thick and grey, swallowing the iron gates. It...

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