The Distant Blade

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2026-08-18 15:26:04 -

The Distant Blade

The river had a name, though Elias had forgotten it. It was just a line of grey water cutting through the dark, unbroken and patient. He stood on the bank, his boots sinking slightly into the mud, and watched the current pull at the edges of the dream. In the dream, the water was clear enough to see the bottom, but there was no bottom. Only a depth that went down and down into a cold that did...

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