The Distant Legend
The air in the basement office smelled of damp concrete and the sharp, chemical tang of the cleaning solution Margaret used to scrub the floors. She moved with the mechanical precision of a woman who had spent three years mapping the exact distance between the filing cabinets and the cold water tap, a distance she had measured in footsteps to ensure she never had to look directly at the window...
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