The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The bell did not ring. It screamed. Elara stood at the center of the hall. Her hands were bound. Not by rope. By silence. By the weight of the air. The air was thick. It pressed against her skin. It smelled of dust. Of old paper. Of iron. She wore the coat. It was a long thing. Dark blue. Wool. Heavy. It had been her grandmother’s. Then her mother’s. Now it was hers. It fit her. It always fit...

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