The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

I woke with the taste of iron and old dust in my mouth, a metallic tang that clung to the back of my throat like a rusted nail. The dream had been specific, unnervingly so. I was standing in the vast, cavernous belly of the Meridian Exchange, that great industrial cathedral of the city, but the steel ribs of the building were breathing. They expanded and contracted with the rhythm of a dying...

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