The Distant Legend

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The chisel is heavy, a slab of iron that has absorbed the sweat of forty-two years. I hold it now, the wood handle worn smooth as a river stone, and the weight of it settles into my palm, a familiar gravity that anchors me to the earth. Outside the workshop window, the sky over Blackwood is the color of a bruise, swollen with the promise of rain that has been threatening to break for three...

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