The Distant Legend

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The terraced hillsides of Skye lay under a grey sky, the wheat dry and brittle in the late wind, where the mill’s smokestacks cut the horizon like black wounds against the pale light. Gil Fraser stood at the edge of the pilgrim road, his boots sinking into the mud that had hardened into clay, watching the workers file out of the textile factory with their pay envelopes clutched tight. He was...

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