The Distant Legend

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2026-08-20 17:55:07 -

The ink on the ledger did not dry, it bled. It seeped into the grain of the heavy oak table, darkening the wood until the surface looked like a bruise, a deep, purplish-black stain that no amount of rubbing would lift. Elias Vane sat alone in the center of the room, the air thick with the scent of iron and old dust, and watched the letters of his name, *E. Vane*, dissolve into the grain. He was...

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