The Distant Legend

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The frost did not merely settle upon the fields of Oakhaven; it invaded them, a creeping, white silence that swallowed the sound of the wind and the cry of the crows alike. It was a cold that had teeth, a hunger that gnawed at the marrow of the bones, and in the village, where the hearths burned low and the bread grew stale, the fear was no longer abstract. It was a physical weight, pressing...

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