The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

"You’re late, Meena. The ink is still wet on the file." I looked at my watch. The second hand trembled, a small, mechanical shiver that matched the ache in my wrist. Outside the window of the palace archive, the short winter day was already dying, the light thinning to a bruised purple that made the standing stones in the yard look like the backs of hunched men. I had been walking since dawn,...

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