The Wistful Voyage

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The morning fog clung to the valley like a shroud that had not yet found the strength to lift, wrapping the ancient stone cottages of Harrowgate in a grey, damp silence that pressed against the windows of the constabulary office. Inspector Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the wood worn smooth by decades of hands that had once trembled with the excitement of duty and now trembled only with the...

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