The Distant Legend

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The rain hit the glass. Hard. It was a grey, weeping sort of day. Inside, the air smelled of damp wool and old coffee. Captain Elias Thorne sat alone. His hands were still. Too still. They rested on the polished mahogany of his desk. The wood was warm. It had a grain like a river delta. A river that had dried up. He looked at his hands. They were not his. They were tools. Instruments of order....

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