The Distant Legend

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The rain fell in sheets against the glass of the council chamber. It was a cold, gray Tuesday. Thomas stood by the door. He held his rifle. The wood was smooth. He had polished it that morning. The mirror on the wall showed his face. It was pale. His eyes were red. He did not blink. The room was large. The carpet was deep red. It looked like dried blood. The air smelled of damp wool and old...

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