The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The mist in Oakhaven did not rise so much as it seeped, a cold, grey liquid that pooled in the hollows of the valley and clung to the thatched roofs of the cottages until it weighed them down toward the earth. Elias Thorne, Constable of the village for fourteen years, stood before the granary door, his hand resting on the iron latch, feeling the dampness of the morning settle into the joints of...

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