The Distant Legend

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The jar sat on the desk. It was glass. It was old. The label was peeling. The paste inside was dry. It was grey. It was hard. It was dust now. Thomas Ashworth looked at it. He did not touch it. He looked at the window. The rain fell on London. It was a heavy rain. It was a cold rain. It washed the soot from the gutters. It washed the grime from the stones. It did not wash away the smell. The...

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