The Distant Clue
The parchment lay flat on the magistrate’s oak desk, its edges curling slightly from the damp air of the courtroom. It was a petition, signed in Elias Thorne’s cramped hand, requesting a public hearing to clear the name of Clara Thorne, deceased. The magistrate, a man named Aldous Vane, did not look up from his ledger. He tapped a quill against the paper, a dry, rhythmic sound that echoed in...
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