The Distant Affair

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The rain fell in sheets, turning the road into a river of mud and gray water. Elias pulled his cloak tighter. It was heavy. It was cold. "You are late, Elias," said the man by the fire. He did not look up. His back was to the door. The firelight danced on his shoulders. He was tall. He was silent. "The Council is waiting." Elias stepped inside. The air smelled of woodsmoke and old iron. He held...

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