The Distant Legend

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2026-08-20 12:39:38 -

The rain hits the tin roof of the old textile mill like a thousand tiny hammers. You are standing at the window. Your hand is on the cold glass. You are leaving. Elias stands by the door. He wears his heavy coat. The collar is turned up against the damp. He does not look at you. He looks at the floor. The floor is sticky with grease and years. "Are you going?" he asks. His voice is low. It is...

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