The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The steel did not sing. It hummed, a low, resonant vibration that traveled up the hilt and settled in the marrow of Marcus Thorne’s left forearm, a physical weight that was also a memory. He stood in the center of the vaulted room, a space stripped of ornament, where the air tasted of ozone and old dust. The walls were lined with mirrors, not glass, but polished obsidian that reflected not his...

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