The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The question is not whether the ink will dry, but why my hand shakes so badly that the line wavers like a reed in the wind. I am Encarnacion Nogales, and I am thirty-two years old, though the Grey Withering has aged my fingers into something brittle and strange. It is September in the ria, and the frost came early, settling on the glass of the surveyor’s office where I work, a place that smells...

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