The Distant Legend

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2026-08-18 16:34:19 -

The rain in Manchester did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a wet, grey curtain that blurred the boundary between the cobblestones and the sky. I walked through it with my coat collar turned up, the dampness seeping into the bones, a cold that felt less like weather and more like a memory I had not yet chosen to forget. I was a man of duty, a man who had spent the better part of a decade...

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