The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The mist in the valley of Aethelgard did not roll in so much as it settled, a heavy, wet blanket that smelled of wet wool and old iron, clinging to the stone walls of the great hall where the funeral feast for Captain Halloway had been in progress for three hours. Elias Thorne, forty-two years old and feeling every single one of them in the deep, arrhythmic thud of his failing heart, stood at...

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