The Distant Legend

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The kettle sang its thin, reedy song in the kitchen, a sound that cut through the heavy silence of the house like a needle through old cloth. Elias Vane stood with his back to the door, watching the water rise, the steam curling upward in lazy, indifferent spirals. He was a large man, built like the oak trees that lined the road outside, and his hands, which had once wielded a rifle with steady...

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