The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The sky above the valley of Ashwood did not break; it shattered. It came down not as rain, but as a cascade of pale, brittle shards that chimed against the earth like the falling of a thousand porcelain cups. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the precipice, his uniform of heavy wool and iron clasps soaked through by the unnatural precipitation, feeling the cold bite into his marrow. He was a...

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