The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The axe lay in the corner. It was old. The wood of the handle was dark with age and sweat. The steel was dull. It had not cut in years. Thomas held it. He held it tight. His fingers were white. The village was quiet. The mist rolled in from the river. It swallowed the fields. It swallowed the fences. It swallowed the names of the men who had left. Thomas was a merchant. He sold salt. He sold...

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