The Distant Legend

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You’ll have to sort that out, Elias. That’s not my problem, it’s your hands. The smell hit me before I saw the pile: the sharp, metallic tang of rust mixed with the stale, damp rot of the cellar where we lived. It was a smell that settled in the teeth, a permanent fixture of our existence in this nameless industrial town where the fog rolled in thick as wool from the river. I was twelve, and my...

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