The Distant Legend
"Did you hear the news?" The voice was thin. It cut through the hum of the fluorescent lights in the office like a wire snapping. Elias looked up. His pen hovered over the ledger. The ink was wet. A black tear on the white paper. He did not answer. He could not. The sound of the name had not yet settled in his mind. His father was dead. Not gone. Not missing. Dead. The word was small. It sat on...
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