The Distant Legend

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The iron key was cold, heavier than it looked, and it sat in your palm like a stone pulled from a riverbed, its surface worn smooth by three years of Arthur’s thumb rubbing against the metal. You held it up to the gray light of the municipal office, watching the way the metal caught the gloom, and for a moment you forgot the tremor in your fingers, the way your skin had begun to peel at the...

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