The Distant Legend
The explosion did not make a sound at first. It was a sudden, violent absence of air, a whiteout that erased the geometry of the street, the brick, the sky. When the noise finally arrived, it was not a boom but a tearing, a physical rip in the fabric of the afternoon that left Sergeant Elias Thorne deafened and tasting copper on his tongue. He was on his knees in the dust, his hands pressed...
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