The Distant Legend

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The wind tore at the tent flap. It was a cold that got into the bones. It didn’t stop. It just shifted. From the north to the east. Then back again. "Stop shivering," said Silas. His voice was low. He didn’t look up from his hands. He was cleaning a knife. The steel was dull. The blade was thin. He ran the whetstone over it. *Shhh. Shhh.* Tom didn’t stop. He couldn’t. His teeth chattered....

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