The Distant Legend

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The morning began not with light but with the damp, metallic scent of the earth turning over in the dark, a smell that Elias Thorne knew as intimately as the ache in his own knuckles, a sensation that had seeped into the very fibers of his woolen coat and the leather soles of his boots, binding him to the muddy track that wound through the desolate, wind-scoured moors of the Scottish Highlands....

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