The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain does not fall so much as it hammers, a relentless drumming against the slate roof of the chapel that shakes the very bones of the stone. You are standing in the nave, your hand resting on the pommel of your sword, the metal cold and slick with the dampness that has seeped through the ancient cracks in the floor. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of wet wool, old incense, and the...

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