The Distant Legend

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The dream was of teeth. Not human teeth. Deer teeth. Small, broken, scattered in the snow like white pebbles. I woke with the taste of iron in my mouth. My hand went to my hip. The leather was there. The wood was there. The weight was there. My name is Silas. I am a man who holds a weapon. I hold it because I am a hunter. I hunt the wolves that come from the deep woods. I hunt the men who come...

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