The Distant Affair

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2026-08-18 17:33:40 -

The tea was cold. Elias stared at the porcelain. A hairline crack ran through the blue rim. It looked like a vein. Like a road to nowhere. "You are trembling," said Lord Vane. His voice was silk over gravel. Soft. Hard. Elias did not answer. He held the cup. The ceramic was ice. He let the cold burn his palm. Pain was real. Pain was his. Vane sat behind the desk. The desk was mahogany. Dark as...

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