The Distant Legend

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2026-08-18 23:06:54 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey curtain that blurred the edge of the world. I walked the ridge. My boots sank into the mud. The mud was black. It sucked at my heels. I pulled free. I walked on. The air smelled of wet stone and decay. There was no wind. The trees stood still. They watched. I am a soldier. I have been a soldier for a long time. The years do not mark me. They only...

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