The Distant Legend
The noise in the hallway was a physical weight, a low-frequency hum that vibrated in the marrow of my bones, a sound that seemed to emanate from the very walls of the correctional facility where I had spent the last three years of my life, a place that smelled of stale sweat, industrial cleaning agents, and the metallic tang of fear, and I stood in the center of the common room with my hands...
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