The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

He woke with the taste of iron in his mouth. Not blood. Just the cold, metallic tang of a coin held too long between the teeth. The room was grey. Not the grey of storm clouds, but the grey of wet ash. It was the color of the world after the fire has been put out. Marcus lay still. His body felt heavy. Too heavy. It was the weight of a man who had carried the law for thirty years. It was the...

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