The Distant Legend
The Distant Legend The river did not forgive. It had not forgiven Elias Thornwood when he arrived in the grey town of Blackwater, nor had it forgiven the man who had built the mill that turned its waters to poison. The water moved with a slow, deliberate indifference, curling around the bones of drowned things, carrying them toward the sea without pause or ceremony. Elias stood on the stone...
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