The Distant Legend

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The tremor in Elias Thorne’s right hand began on a Tuesday, a subtle shiver that traveled from the knuckles to the wrist, making the iron pickaxe feel slippery and foreign in his grip. He was forty years old, a man whose body had been a tool for twenty years, and the sudden loss of control was a betrayal he could not afford to name. The mine office in Harrowgate was a small, windowless room...

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