The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The hammer struck the anvil, and the sound rang out like a bell tolling for a funeral that had not yet begun. "Again," said Master Thorne. His voice was dry, stripped of all moisture, as if the air in the forge had been sucked out by some invisible, hungry god. He did not look at me. He looked at the piece of steel in my hands, a curved thing, thin as a whisper, trembling under the weight of...

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