The Distant Legend

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The rain did not fall here. It rose. "Stop shaking, Thomas," Elias said. His voice was low, stripped of its usual gravelly command, sounding thin and strange in the humid air of the watchtower. He stood by the window, watching the grey mist swirl below the cliff edge. "You look like a man who has already died." "I am a man who is tired, Elias," I replied, my voice sounding hollow even to my own...

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