The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The ale flowed like blood. It ran red and hot in the clay cups. "Drink, Thomas," said the Baron. His voice was dry. Like sand. Thomas drank. He did not look up. The cup was heavy. The liquid burned his throat. He tasted iron. He tasted dust. Outside, the wind howled. It tore at the thatch. The rain hammered the stones. A cold rain. A cruel rain. "Your brother is dead," the Baron said. He wiped...

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