The Distant Legend

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The rain hammered the glass. It was a relentless, grey drumming against the windows of the fourth-floor office. Elias Thorne sat at his desk. He was a small man. He wore a suit that had lost its shape. The fabric was thin. It clung to his shoulders like a wet cloth. He did not move. His hands lay flat on the mahogany surface. They were still. The wood was cold. It held the memory of the...

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