The Distant Affair

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2026-08-19 07:49:03 -

The ink is black. It smells of iron and dried blood. You hold the pen. Your hand trembles. Not from cold. The room is warm. The coal fire crackles. It is a soft, dry sound. Like bones snapping. You are Major Elias Thorne. You stand in the center of the room. The walls are high. The windows are barred. This is the brig. Or perhaps a study. The light is dim. Yellow. Sickly. It comes from a single...

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