The Distant Legend

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I dreamed of the water. It was not moving, but it was not still either; it was holding its breath. I woke in the small bedroom above the mill office, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and old paper. The vibration had stopped, as it always did when I was gone, but the silence was louder than the hum. I am Elara Vane, thirty-two years old, and I hold the deed to the Blackwood Mill. I want...

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