The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The vial sat in Aldric’s palm, warm and heavy, the glass slick with condensation that felt like sweat. It was a small thing, no larger than a thimble, filled with a liquid that glowed a dull, bruised amber. Outside the keep’s shattered gate, the mud churned under the weight of the besieging army, a thick, gray slurry that sucked at the boots of the men who walked through it. Aldric was...

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