The Distant Legend

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The train shuddered to a halt in Oakhaven, and the smell hit Elias Thorne before the doors opened. It was a thick, metallic tang, like blood on a copper penny, mixed with the sulfurous rot of coal smoke. Elias stepped onto the platform, his uniform pressed and his jaw set. He was thirty-four years old, and his lungs had begun to ache in the cold, a dull warning that his body was failing before...

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