The Distant Journey

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Silas. The word came from the kitchen, dry and sharp, like a bone snapping under a boot. You didn’t turn around immediately. You were standing by the window, watching the soot settle on the sill, and the sound of the house settling into its damp bones was louder than the voice. But you knew the voice. It was Vane’s, though Vane was in the study, three floors up, and the air in the kitchen was...

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