The Distant Legend

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The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Community Center smelled of damp wool and stale beer, a suffocating miasma that clung to the back of my throat as I stood in the corner, watching the crowd move like a slow, viscous fluid through the narrow corridors of the room. I am Sergeant Elias Thorne, and for thirty years I have worn the badge that marks me as a guardian of this city, yet tonight,...

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