The Distant Legend
You wake in the dark. The air is thick with the smell of wet wool and old smoke. You are lying in the straw of a stable that does not exist in the waking world. Or perhaps it does. You cannot tell. The moonlight is a pale, cold sheet stretched over the barn floor. It falls in a sharp, rectangular patch on the wood. You are inside the light. You are safe. For a moment, you are just a body. Warm....
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