The Distant Promise

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2026-08-22 14:30:35 -

The carriage wheels groaned against the cobblestones of Blackwood, a rhythmic grinding that matched the hollow ache in my chest as I watched the city’s industrial skyline shrink into the grey morning mist. I was thirty years old, a clerk of middling competence and negligible means, and I carried in my breast pocket a letter of appointment that was, in its ink and seal, a lie I had spent six...

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