The Distant Affair

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You stand at the edge of the Iron Gate, where the mist does not rise so much as it condenses, a thick, gray wool drawn tight around the throat of the valley. It is 1893, or perhaps it is 1894, for time in this place, the Ashen Reach, has lost its rigid clockwork and begun to leak, dripping from the eaves of the stone cottages like damp, dark rain. You are a man of the law, or you were, before...

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