The Distant Nightmare

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The rain in the city of Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended gray curtain that smelled of wet slate and the deep, rotting sweetness of the elm trees that lined the high streets. It was a dampness that entered the bones, a persistent, cold finger pressing against the spine of anyone who walked the cobblestones, and for the investigator Elias Thorne, it was a physical weight that...

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