The Distant Legend

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The bucket scraped the stone rim, a sound like a nail dragged across a chalkboard, and Elara’s hands shook so violently she nearly dropped the handle into the dark. It was 1924, and the air in the cellar of Harrowgate Manor tasted of iron and old rot. She was thirty years old, a widow who had not slept properly since her husband’s funeral, and she was doing this for the cough. The cough in her...

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