The Distant Legend

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The ink on the ledger is still wet when you wake, the smell of iron and old paper sharp in the back of your throat. Your right hand is not there. You look down at the sheets, expecting the familiar void, but the limb is missing, the stump smooth and pale, ending just below the wrist where the skin has sealed over in a way that defies anatomy. You know, with the cold certainty of a man who has...

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