The Distant Legend

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2026-08-17 11:44:15 -

The mill stood against the gray sky. It was an old building. Stone and brick. It had seen many winters. The iron gates were rusted red. They creaked in the wind. No one moved them. The town was quiet. The fog sat low on the ground. It swallowed the cobblestones. Elias walked to the gate. He wore a heavy coat. The wool was thick and damp. He carried a leather satchel. Inside were papers. Files....

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