The Distant Affair

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The iron gate of the Sentinel Watchhouse was not a barrier so much as a sentence, a rusted grid of vertical bars that held the fog in check and kept the world out, a place where silence had weight and the air tasted of copper and old, wet stone, a position that Edward Ashworth had held for three years, watching the river from the high cliff, knowing that the eyes that watched him were not...

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