The Distant Affair

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The rain did not fall; it was extracted from the sky by a gravity that felt personal, heavy, and indifferent. It hammered against the leaded glass of the watchtower, a rhythmic percussion that sounded less like weather and more like the tapping of knuckles on a table, a silent demand for attention. Thomas Bradshaw sat in the center of the room, his spine rigid against the cold stone, his hands...

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