The Distant Legend

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The summons came not as a shout, but as a slip of paper tucked under the glass door of the municipal office, the ink still wet and glistening in the pale November light that slanted through the high windows. Arthur Vane, a clerk of thirty-four years and twenty-two of service, picked it up with fingers that had long since forgotten how to tremble, though the paper itself seemed to vibrate with a...

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