The Distant Legend

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The fever broke at dawn, leaving Elias with a mouth full of the taste of copper and ash. He lay in the damp straw of his hut, the weight of his own limbs feeling heavier than the oak beam above his head, while the wind outside stripped the last leaves from the bare elms. He remembered Mara’s face, not as she had looked in life, but as it had appeared in the dream: grey, swollen, and utterly...

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