The Distant Legend

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2026-08-18 06:46:05 -

The iron key had become a thing of pure friction, its teeth worn down to a smooth, dull curve by the relentless, grinding insistence of the lock it was meant to open, and I held it now in the palm of my hand, feeling the cold metal leach the warmth from my skin as if it were a living organism feeding on the last reserves of my vitality, while the rain fell in a steady, monotonous sheet against...

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