The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The letter from the Magistrate lay on the table, its seal broken, the ink dry and flaking like dead skin. You read it twice, the paper trembling in your hands not from the cold, but from the sudden, sharp bite of winter air that had nothing to do with the wind outside. It was a demand for your seal by week’s end, a polite threat wrapped in bureaucratic language that you had spent thirty years...

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