The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The hall smelled of roasted duck and floor wax. It was a scent that belonged to institutions, to places where people went to be made useful. Margaret stood by the buffet, her hands steady despite the tremor in her chest. She wore a gray dress, severe and clean. Around her, the officers laughed. Their voices were loud, a sharp percussion against the high ceilings. "Another year of silence,...

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