The Distant Legend

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The rain did not fall so much as it existed, a heavy, grey curtain that erased the horizon and turned the cobblestones of the village square into a slick, black mirror. Old Elias stood in the center of this reflection, his back to the crowd, his hands trembling not from the cold that bit through his woolen coat, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the object clutched to his chest. It was the...

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