The Distant Clue
The rain fell on the cobblestones of Highgate. It was a cold, sharp rain. It tasted of iron. Elias stood at the edge of the bridge. He held his sword. The blade was dull. The leather on the hilt was cracked. He looked at the water below. It was black. It was deep. It did not reflect the sky. It reflected nothing. He had come to kill the thing. The thing lived in the deep. The Council said so....
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