The Distant Blade

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2026-08-18 01:06:01 -

The Distant Blade

The fern had been with me for three years, long enough to become less a plant and more a limb of the house. I kept it on the sill of the study window, where the light was thin and gray, just enough to keep the fronds unfurling in that slow, rhythmic unfurling that seemed to mock the stillness of the room. My name is Arthur, and I am a man who studies things that are no longer there, or perhaps...

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