The Distant Blade
The bell in the tower cracked. It did not break cleanly. It shattered. A sound like a bone snapping under a heavy boot echoed through the stone corridors of the Keep. I stood in the great hall, the dust of the impact settling on my shoulders. My hands were steady. They were always steady. My name is Elias. I am the Keeper of the Gate. I am also the father of the King’s daughter. The air in the...
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