The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain in the city does not wash things clean; it merely makes the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones of the old district into mirrors that reflect a sky the color of bruised iron. You are walking through this wet, heavy air, your boots heavy with the mud of a life you thought you had left behind. The year is 2024, yet the streets feel older, layered with the ghosts of men who stood...

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