The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The iron pitted and rusted, but it did not break, and neither did I, though the winter of my exile in the valley of Ashgrove had stripped the flesh from my bones and left only the hollow architecture of a man who had once commanded armies and now could barely lift his own sword. I lay in the drafty alcove of the old smithy, the snow drifting through the cracks in the stone like a fine, white...

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