The Distant Legend

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The banquet was loud. It was not a sound that belonged in the room, which was built of white stone and silence. The noise came from the floor, from the cracks in the foundation where the old world leaked through. I was twelve. I wore a dress of gray wool, stiff with starch. My name is Elara. I am a servant. Or so they told me. We sat at the long table. The table was made of bone. It curved in a...

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