The Distant Legend

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The scream tore through the sterile, humming air of the textile mill, sharp and jagged as a snapped thread. It was not a scream of pain, but of recognition, a raw, guttural sound that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of everyone present. Elias stood in the center of the weaving floor, his hands raised, fingers splayed, as if trying to catch the falling dust. Around him, the looms clicked and...

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