The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The shield was a disc of black iron. It was round. It was heavy. It was whole. Thomas held it tight. His arms burned. The sweat ran in cold lines down his ribs. He did not blink. He did not breathe. He watched the arrow fly. The fletching blurred. A grey blur. It hit the rim. It did not pass. It struck the iron and died. The sound was a dull thud. A wet slap. Thomas grinned. He spat blood on...

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