The Distant Summer

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The fog that rolled off the moors did not lift so much as it thickened, a grey curtain that swallowed the rusted iron gate of Thorne House until Elias could no longer see the road that had brought him there, a fact that settled in his stomach with the cold weight of a stone. He was forty-two, an architect who had spent the last decade in London designing glass towers that reflected nothing but...

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