The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The ink was still wet on the ledger when Silas dropped the quill. It shattered against the oak floor, sending a black spray across the polished planks of the High Court. He stood frozen, his young hands trembling, the smell of iron gall and fear sharp in his nose. The room was vast, a cathedral of power where the air tasted of dust and old decisions. Above him, the judges sat in their high...

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