The Distant Legend

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2026-08-21 20:54:48 -

The gate was locked. It had always been locked. Elias stood before the iron bars, his breath fogging in the thin air. The wind cut through his jacket. It was a sharp, dry sound. Like a whisper. He did not shiver. He had forgotten how. He was a man of few words. The neighbors called him quiet. Then they called him strange. Then they called him worse. They pointed. They did not look at him. They...

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