The Distant Legend

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The road to King’s Reach was red with dust and the memory of blood. Elias Thorne walked it alone, his boots heavy with the mud of three provinces. He carried no sword. He carried a cloak. It was a thing of deep, undying blue, woven from wool so fine it felt like water against his skin. The fabric was old, older than the war, older than the king who now sat in the palace of glass and stone....

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