The Distant Legend

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The train pulled out of Harrowgate just as the fog rolled in, thick and white as wool. Elias stood on the platform, his coat thin against the damp chill. He did not look back at the station. He looked at the mirror. It was not a mirror on the wall. It was the face of the building. The old textile mill sat at the edge of the town, a brick giant with a hundred eyes. Glass panes. Each one...

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