The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain had not stopped for three days, and the water in the mill pond had risen to a level that made my brother, Elias, feel ill. We sat in the library of the old family estate, a place that smelled of damp wool and decaying paper, listening to the drumming against the leaded glass. I was cataloging the correspondence of our late uncle, a task that required a steady hand and a mind unclouded...

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