The Distant Legend

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The dream always began with the sound of breaking glass. It was not the sharp, singular crack of a pane against a stone wall. It was a dull, wet shatter, like ice giving way under a heavy boot. In the dream, Elias stood in the center of his kitchen. The floorboards were bare wood, worn smooth by decades of feet. On the table lay the ceramic bowl. It was blue and white, painted with a landscape...

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