The Distant Legend

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that turned the air in the precinct station into a damp, heavy thing that clung to the lungs. Thomas Bradshaw sat at his desk, the wood scarred by decades of elbows and ink stains, and he stared at the single piece of paper lying before him. It was a standard intake form, the kind that came in by the hundreds every week, filled...

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