The Distant Legend

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The coat was red. It was the only red thing in the city of Ashford, a shade so violent and unapologetic that it seemed to bleed into the gray fog that perpetually clung to the cobblestones. It hung on a brass hook in the vestibule of the orphanage, a stark, screaming accent against the peeling wallpaper and the smell of boiled cabbage. For the boy, whose name was Thomas, the coat was not an...

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