The Distant Legend

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The fog rolled off the lake like a shroud, thick and gray. It swallowed the shoreline. It swallowed the fence. It swallowed the world beyond the property line. Inside the house, the air was still. It smelled of damp wool and old paper. Margaret sat at the table. Her hands were folded. She did not move. She was waiting. The clock on the mantel ticked. It was a loud sound. It was the only sound....

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