The Distant Legend

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The air in Oakhaven smelled of wet coal and roasted chestnuts. It was the Festival of the Bell, a night when the town held its breath, waiting for the sound that would signal the start of the new year. Elias stood on the balcony of his boarding house, a man made of shadows and stubbornness. He was an exile in his own life, a botanist who had left the university in London not out of disgrace,...

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