The Distant Legend
The jar sits on the counter. Glass. Thick. Cold. You stare at it. It holds a red liquid. It smells of iron. Of old pennies. Of the deep, wet earth after a storm. You are Dr. Elias Thorne. You are the head of the Nutrition and Bioethics Department at St. Jude’s University. You are fifty-two. You are tired. You are alone. The jar is the only thing that looks back at you. It was a gift. Or a...
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