The Distant Legend

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The ledger sat in my hands, cold and wet, the paper swollen with a dampness that had nothing to do with the air in the archive. It was a thick, black-bound volume, the spine cracked and held together with strips of yellowing tape, and it hummed against my palms with a low, persistent vibration that I could feel in my teeth. I am Elias Thorne, a night watchman for the city’s municipal archives,...

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