The Distant Clue
Act I Did you think the stone was listening? I asked myself that question while sorting the damp boxes in the basement, the smell of wet wool and old paper thick in the air. I am Rory Sempill, thirty-two years old, and I am a junior archivist in a municipal library that is slowly rotting from the inside out. My job is to secure a permanent tenure by cataloging the city’s pre-war records, a task...
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