The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The ink was still wet on the parchment when I remembered the dream. It was a simple thing, a recurring fragment of my existence in the damp, stone-walled cellar of the County Magistrate’s office. I had seen the symbol: a circle bisected by a vertical line, drawn in charcoal on the back of my own hand. In the dream, the symbol pulsed with a heat that felt like a fever. I woke with the scent of...

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