The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a grey and persistent curtain that erased the horizon and softened the hard edges of the world into a single, indistinct smear of mud and stone. Sergeant Arthur Pendelton walked with a heaviness in his legs that seemed to originate not in the muscles but in the marrow, a weight that had accumulated over three years of service in the quiet,...

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