The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended curtain of grey mist that blurred the edges of the world and turned the stone courtyard of the Citadel into a mirror of wet, weeping earth, where I stood with my back against the cold, unyielding wall, listening to the silence that had grown so heavy in my chest that it threatened to crush the breath from my lungs before the first...

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