The Distant Legend

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The letter lay on the rough-hewn oak table, its edges curling slightly in the dry air of the scriptorium, and I read the date three times before I could bring myself to look at the seal. It was the fourteenth of October, 1402, a day that would mark the end of my life as I had known it, though I did not know that yet, only that the ink was still wet and the smell of gall and iron filled the...

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