The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The dream began not with the sword, but with the dust, a fine, ochre silt that coated the tongue and settled into the creases of the skin, a physical weight that whispered of abandonment and long neglect, and in that suspended moment of semi-consciousness, the city did not rise above the fog but sank into it, the spires of the old parliament building becoming mere suggestions of geometry...

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