The Distant Journey

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2026-08-25 13:58:29 -

The light in the watchroom is a thin, pale strip of grey that cuts across the floorboards, marking the hour as precisely as the clock chimes, though I have stopped trusting the chimes since the mechanism jammed in the last thaw. I count the stitches in the leather cuff of my watch, forty-two in total, a number that matches my years and the years I have spent in service to the Crown, a symmetry...

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