The Distant Affair
The train rattled into Vane with a shudder that felt less like arrival and more like a wound reopening, the gray morning light filtering through the smog-stained windows to illuminate the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. You stepped onto the platform, the brass key cold and heavy in your pocket, a physical anchor to the man you had come to vindicate, Julian, your brother, who had...
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