The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The letter lay on the cold oak desk, its seal unbroken but its weight heavy as a stone. Thomas Bradshaw did not open it. He looked instead at the window, where the autumn rain blurred the stone walls of the Abbey into a grey smear. Outside, the wind moaned through the bare branches of the yew trees, a sound like distant mourning. Inside, the air smelled of damp wool, old paper, and the faint,...

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