The Distant Legend

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The wind did not howl across the moors of the Northumbrian borderlands; it scraped, a low and constant friction against the stones, like the sound of a blade being drawn slowly across a whetstone, a sound that had worn into the very marrow of Elias Thorne until he could no longer distinguish the external chill from the internal cold that had settled in his chest three years prior when the war...

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