The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The market at Fenshire hummed with the low, grinding friction of mule hooves on packed mud, a sound that rose before the sun cleared the low ridge of the imperial courier station. Carts piled high with salted fish and bales of hemp jostled for space in the narrow lanes, the air thick with the brine of the coast and the acrid smoke of burning peat. Willis Pell stood at the edge of the crowd, his...

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