The Distant Legend
Elias Thorne woke with the taste of copper in his mouth, the recurring dream already fading into the gray light of the farmhouse bedroom. In the dream, Mara stood in the static field of the yard, her silhouette sharp against the dawn, waiting for him to return to a life he had already spent twenty years guarding from the outside. He sat up, the heart monitor on his nightstand blinking a steady,...
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