The Distant Legend

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2026-08-19 12:17:11 -

Mara sat in the damp corner of the stone cottage, her fingers working the fraying edge of a wool shawl that had once been the color of the deep sea but had faded, through years of washing and wear, to the pale, washed-out gray of a winter sky, a garment that had wrapped her body for thirty years and now clung to her shoulders like a second skin that was slowly dissolving into the air, the...

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