The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The cellar is damp, a place where the air tastes of wet stone and old iron. You sit on a wooden crate, your knees drawn up to your chest, the fabric of your trousers worn thin at the seams. It is 1918, and the world above is shaking, though down here the silence is heavy and absolute. You are not alone, but you are alone in the way that matters. Beside you stands Thomas, a boy of your age,...

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