The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The glass in the cabinet hummed. It was a low, tectonic vibration, felt more in the teeth than in the ears, as the morning fog pressed its grey face against the window of my workshop. I stood before the workbench, my hands steady, my breath shallow. Beside me lay the shard. It was not large, no wider than a thumb, but its edges were not dull. They sang. They cut the air with a whisper that...

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