The Distant Legend

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The jar sat on the counter. It was thick glass, clouded with age, holding a liquid that shimmered like amber honey. It did not evaporate. It did not spoil. It simply waited. Elias Vane wiped his hands on his apron. The flour dusted his knuckles, white against the dark grain of his skin. He was a baker in Millhaven, a town so small it seemed to exist only in the margins of maps, overlooked by...

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