The Distant Legend
Thorne, come forward. The voice of the High Magistrate, Silas Vane, cuts through the roar of the harvest feast like a blade through wet wool, and you feel the eyes of the entire town of Oakhaven shift from the roasted boar to your face, a sudden, cold weight settling on your shoulders. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four, a constable who has bled for this town’s borders, and you stand in the...
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