The Distant Promise

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The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled from the sky, a cold, wet sigh that soaked into the wool of Arthur Penhaligon’s coat and settled deep in his bones. He stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the churning gray sea below, the wind whipping his hair into a frenzy that obscured his face, rendering him a figure of pure, frantic energy rather than a man. In his hand, he...

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