The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

I woke with the taste of rust on my tongue and the weight of the coat on my back. It was a heavy garment, wool so thick it felt like armor. I did not remember putting it on. I only knew that I needed it. The air in the room was thin, carrying the scent of damp stone and old paper. I stood up. My joints clicked. They were stiff with age, or perhaps with cold. I looked at my hands. They were...

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