The Distant Legend

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The hand was gone. Not cut off. Not broken. Just gone. Like a stone dropped into deep water. It did not make a splash. Elias stood in the center of the hall. The floor was cold. It was made of slate. It was old. It was cracked. He looked at his left side. He looked at his right side. He looked down. Nothing. No arm. No fingers. No palm. Just the air where it should be. He did not scream. He did...

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