The Distant Legend

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The Distant Legend The rain in Newcastle did not fall so much as materialise—appearing from the grey fog that crept up from the Tyne like a memory trying to remember its own shape. Thomas Ashworth-Cross stood at the window of his study on Barras Bridge, watching the water turn the cobblestones below into a mirror of shattered glass, and wondered if his grandmother Marguerite had stood at this...

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