The Distant Nightmare

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The wool in the loom had begun to smell of damp earth and old blood, a scent that clung to Thomas Ashworth’s fingers like a second skin, and he did not wash his hands, for to wash them would be to admit that the fabric was dirty, and if the fabric was dirty, then the Order of the Silent Thread was failing, and if the Order was failing, then his brother, who lay in the ward below the loom hall,...

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