The Distant Legend

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2026-08-17 15:10:04 -

The rain hammered the corrugated tin roof of the mill. It was a deafening drumroll. A relentless, industrial heartbeat. Elias sat in the corner. His back was against the cold brick. The air smelled of wet wool and rust. He held the coat. It was gray. Faded. Thin. It was his. He had worn it for ten years. Every shift. Every storm. It had absorbed the dust of the cotton. It had held the heat of...

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