The Distant Legend
The glass cracked. It was a small fracture. A hairline. But it ran through the center. Elias looked at it. He held the lens up to the light. The room was cold. The steam from the pipes hissed. It sounded like a snake. "Is it broken?" asked Thomas. Elias did not answer. He turned the lens. The crack caught the light. It split the beam. Two shadows. One for each side of the glass. "It is," Elias...
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