The Distant Summer

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The cart rattled over the cobblestones. It shook the dust from the old leather straps. Thomas sat in the back. His knees were tight against his chest. The horse was gray. It moved with a slow, heavy grace. The city rose before them. It was a sea of stone and shadow. The King’s palace loomed high. Its windows were dark. The air smelled of rain and iron. Thomas held his satchel. It was old. The...

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