The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The ink was wet. It always was. I sat at the desk. The wood was cold. My hands were cold. The room was silent. A silence that had weight. It pressed against my eardrums. It pressed against my ribs. I was alone. I had been alone for years. The town of Blackwood slept. Or so I thought. The letter lay before me. The paper was thin. The script was small. It was my own handwriting. But it was not...

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