The Distant Legend

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The ice on the lake did not melt; it shattered, a sudden and violent exhalation that sent a web of white fractures racing across the surface like the veins of a dying god, and beneath the shards, the water was not water at all but a deep, swirling vortex of blue fog that smelled of ozone and old blood. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of this impossible expanse, his boots sinking into the slush,...

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