The Distant Legend

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The seal was cracked. I held it in my palm. The wax was cold. It had been cold for a long time. I was alone in the hall. The torches guttered. Shadows stretched like fingers. "Is it broken?" The voice came from behind me. Thomas. He stood in the archway. His face was pale. His eyes were wide. "Yes," I said. "It was my father’s seal." Thomas stepped forward. He did not look at me. He looked at...

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