The Distant Journey

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The brass key was cold in Elias Thorne’s palm, heavier than it had been that morning. He held it against the spine of the 1912 fire claims ledger, a thick, leather-bound volume that smelled of dust and old smoke. The Meridian Insurance Bureau hummed around him, a low industrial vibration that traveled up through the floorboards and into his shins. He was forty-two, a senior archivist, and he...

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