The Distant Legend

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the world outside my window into a smear of mud and slate. I sat in the study of the old Pemberton estate, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and decaying paper, and I was bleeding from my nose again. The blood trickled down my lip, hot and metallic, tasting of iron and old errors. I wiped it away with a...

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