The Distant Legend

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Vane. The word hung in the damp air of the hallway, sharp and final, before the heavy oak door clicked shut behind him. Elias Vane stood on the porch, the November wind biting through his thin overcoat, watching the taillights of his mother’s nurse fade down the gravel drive. She had refused to leave the house. That was the problem. The house was dying, and she was its anchor, a bedridden woman...

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