The Distant Affair
The train carriage shuddered as it pulled out of the station, a groaning metal beast exhaling a plume of black smoke that coiled around the windows like a living thing, wrapping itself tight against the glass until the world outside blurred into a smudge of gray and soot. Eleanor Whitmore sat in the corner, her spine rigid against the velvet seat, her hands folded in her lap with a precision...
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