The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain does not fall so much as it is thrown, a cold, grey sleet that stings the skin of your face and blurs the edges of the cobblestone streets into a slurry of mud and broken light. You stand in the shadow of the old market hall, your hand resting on the hilt of the short sword that feels heavier than it should, not because of the iron, but because of the silence that has settled over the...

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