The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain did not fall. It hung. A grey curtain of mist wrapped the keep, erasing the line between the stone walls and the sky. Elias stood alone in the center of the great hall. The floor was wet. Not from the rain, but from the sweat of his fear. He held his sword. It was heavy. A dead weight. A promise kept. He was a soldier. Or he had been. The title changed with the light. Here, in the...

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