The Distant Legend

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The bell tolled nine times as I stepped out of the chapel door. The air was cold and smelled of damp stone and old wood. I looked back at the heavy oak doors. They were already closing. There was no sound of hinges, only a slow, silent swallowing of light. I turned away. My name is Elias Vane. I am the keeper of the seal. For forty years I have held the mark. It sits on my palm, a circle of ink...

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