The Distant Journey

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The name was not shouted, but it landed with the weight of a stone dropped into a well, echoing up to break the quiet of the reading room. "Mr. Thorne." I looked up from the ledger, my fingers still stained with the graphite dust of the archival paper, and met the eyes of Mayor Halloway. He stood by the heavy oak door, his coat buttoned to the chin despite the mild November air circulating...

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