The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the window of the safehouse, a steady, grey percussion that matched the rhythm of Elias Thorne’s breathing. He sat in the armchair, his hands resting on his knees. The leather of the chair was worn smooth. The room smelled of old paper and damp wool. Elias held the knife. It was a short blade, no longer than his thumb. The steel was...

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