The Distant Legend

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The chisel slipped. It bit into the limestone, not with the clean crack I expected, but with a dull, grinding shudder that traveled up my arm and settled in my teeth. I looked up. Clara was on the scaffold below, her hands wrapped around a tin cup, her face pale against the grey wool of her scarf. She coughed. It was a wet, heavy sound, the kind that seemed to pull air out of the room. I wiped...

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