The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The boiler exploded at three in the morning. It did not roar. It did not shake the walls with the force of a storm. It simply ceased to be a machine and became a sound. A low, guttural moan that started in the belly of the iron beast and rose up through the pipes, shaking the dust from the rafters of the textile mill. Elias Vane woke to the taste of copper in his mouth. He lay still in the...

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