The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of the old city into a slick, reflective mirror. It was a wet, cold Tuesday in late autumn, the kind of day that seeped into the bones and settled there like rust. Elias Thorne stood at the window of his study, watching the water drip from the eaves of the university clock tower. He was a man of...

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