The Distant Blade
The carriage that carried you from the port of Dover to the sprawling, glass-and-steel citadel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not merely drive, so much as it glided through the damp, grey afternoon, a steel bubble insulated from the chaotic, rain-swept reality of the street outside, and within this hermetically sealed pod of polished oak and leather, you sat with the artifact in your...
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