The Distant Clue
The bell tolled at noon. I stopped. My hands were red. They were stained with the dye. It was deep purple. It soaked into the nails. It reached the cuticles. I looked at the basin. The water was black. I looked at the cloth. It was white. It would be white. Soon. I heard the footsteps. They were heavy. They were slow. They came from the gate. I did not turn. I knew the weight of the boots. I...
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