The Distant Journey
The invitation to the winter banquet was printed on heavy, cream-colored card stock, the edges embossed with a crest of interlocking gears and wheat stalks. Arthur Vane held the card in his left hand, his thumb tracing the raised lettering of the name *Halloway* at the bottom, while his right hand rested on the tablecloth, feeling the slight grit of a crumb that had fallen from the previous...
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