The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The dream was a wall of green. Elara woke. She was in the tower. The stone was cold. It bit into her skin. She sat up. Her hair hung loose. It touched the floor. The floor was black marble. It reflected her face. The face was old. The eyes were young. She knew the trick. It was the curse. Time did not flow here. It pooled. It stagnated. She stood. Her legs felt heavy. They were made of lead. Or...

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