The Distant Legend

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The rain hit the cobblestones with a dull, rhythmic thud. I watched the water pool in the cracks. My boots were wet. The cold seeped into my bones. It was the kind of cold that did not stop at the skin. It went deeper. It found the marrow. I stood before the high oak doors of the Grand Hall. The guards flanked the entrance. Their faces were stone. Their hands rested on the hilts of their...

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