The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain in Oakhaven did not wash the town clean; it only made the mud deeper and the shadows longer. Elias Thorne pulled his heavy wool coat tighter around his shoulders, the fabric thick and damp, a second skin that felt less like protection and more like a shroud. He was thirty-two, a scribe of modest reputation, and the weight of his family’s debt pressed against his ribs with the constancy...

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