The Distant Legend

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted boar and wet stone. Candles dripped hot wax onto the floor, pooling in dark, sticky islands. Elias stood by the hearth. He watched the flames. They were hungry. They ate the wood with a sound like tearing paper. He was a scholar. He had spent twenty years in this castle. He had cataloged the histories of kings who were dust. He had read the laws that bound...

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