The Distant Legend

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2026-08-23 05:12:23 -

The rain had stopped, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet slate and decaying wood, and I stood before the solicitor, Mr. Halloway, with a letter in my hand that I had not yet sent, a document that would seal the fate of Blackwood Hall and, by extension, my own. "I am tired, Mr. Halloway," I said, my voice sounding hollow in the high-ceilinged office, a sound that seemed to bounce off...

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