The Distant Journey

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The sky above Ostend was not merely grey but a bruised, swollen thing, pressing down on the harbor with a weight that seemed to settle directly into Elias Thorne’s temples, a physical burden that made the simple act of breathing feel like a laborious negotiation with the air itself. He was forty years old, a merchant of rare manuscripts and curiosities, a man who had built his life on the...

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