The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The mist did not rise from the valley floor so much as it exhaled, a slow and rhythmic breathing of the earth itself, curling around the ankles of the standing stone where I had been kneeling since before the sun dared to crest the jagged ridge of the northern peaks. I was Margaret, though in this place, names were merely shadows cast by the mind, and I had forgotten for a long time that I...

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