The Distant Legend

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The hammer struck the anvil. Sparks flew. I watched them die in the dark. My name is Elias. I was a smith. I made things for the King. I made swords. I made gates. I made chains. The air in the forge was thick. It smelled of hot iron. It smelled of sweat. My back ached. My hands were burned. I hammered. The King’s men stood by the door. They wore black. They did not speak. They watched. My...

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