The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The stone was cold. It bit into his palm. "Is it done, sir?" Thomas did not answer. He stood in the center of the hall, the floorboards groaning under the weight of the silence. The air smelled of damp wool and old blood. Outside, the rain hammered against the stained glass, a thousand tiny fists demanding entry. "It is not done, Thomas," the Bishop said. His voice was soft. A whisper in the...

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