The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The dream was always the same, a recurring fever of green and gold that consumed Sir Aldric’s sleep. He lay in the vast, cold chamber of the keep, his armor stripped away, his body heavy with the ache of years spent standing rather than lying down. In the dream, he was young again, his hands not gnarled but strong, gripping the hilt of a sword that was not his own. The air smelled of wet earth...

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