The Distant Summer

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The frost had not yet taken the orchard, but the air held that particular weight of early December, a silence that pressed against the eardrums like deep water. Elias Thorne sat alone in the center of the great hall, a room so vast that his own breath seemed to vanish before it could reach the far walls. He was a man of the soil, a grower of apples and a keeper of vines, yet here he sat in the...

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