The Distant Legend

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The rain had been falling on the roof of the old manor for three days, a steady, gray drumbeat that seemed to drown out the rest of the world, leaving only the sound of water sliding off slate and the low, persistent hum of the heating pipes in the walls. Elias Thorne sat in his study, a room that smelled of damp wool, old paper, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. He was a man who had spent...

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