The Distant Legend

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The bracelet was silver. It had been my mother’s, then my aunt’s, then mine. It was heavy on my wrist, a cold circle of metal that felt less like jewelry and more like a shackle. I kept it tight. I tightened it every time I felt the wind pick up, every time the road stretched out ahead of me in a long, gray ribbon. I was walking. I had been walking for three days. My shoes were worn thin, the...

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