The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the stone walls of the priory into slick, weeping faces, and in this damp, echoing silence, you hold the object that is slowly eating your soul, the smooth, cold pebble of river glass that your sister, Elara, had pressed into your palm before the fever took her, a stone that glows with a faint, internal...

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