The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

Thorne, Thorne, come here a moment, the voice carried across the frost-hardened yard, sharp as a snapped twig, and Elias did not move until he had finished tying the last knot in the woolen sash that held the ledger closed, his fingers numb and stiff inside the leather gloves that had seen better days, the thread of his breath hanging in the air like a thin white wire connecting his mouth to...

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