The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The Abbot’s voice is dry as parchment, stripped of all mercy by the damp stone of the tower. He stands before you, his shadow long and distorted by the single candle, and you are Elara, a woman of thirty years who has spent her life cataloguing the rot of plants, only to find it now creeping up the walls of your confinement. You want Thomas. You want him back from the cell where the air tastes...

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