The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The dream began with ink. Not the black of a raven, nor the deep blue of a bruise, but a wet, spreading stain on white parchment. It was a single character. A glyph. It pulsed like a heartbeat. Elias woke with the smell of iron in his mouth. He lay in the narrow bed, the sheets twisted around his legs. Outside, the rain lashed against the leaded glass of the clock tower. The city of Bristol...

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