The Distant Legend

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The rain had been falling on the village of Oakhaven for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones into slick mirrors reflecting the dim, gaslight glow of the windows. Elias Thorne sat in the corner of his workshop, his hands resting on his knees, waiting for the knock that never came. He was a man built of silence and stubbornness, his face a map of lines carved by...

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