The Distant Journey

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The dampness in the cellar of Thorne Manor was not merely a smell; it was a weight, pressing against the stone walls and seeping into the bones of the man who crouched there. Elias Thorne, thirty years old and rigid with the discipline of a sergeant, held a lantern that flickered against the dark. He was not looking for ghosts, but for numbers. The ledger lay open on a rotting crate, its pages...

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