The Distant Blade

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2026-08-19 03:40:11 -

The Distant Blade

The frost had settled into the cracks of the porch railing, a white lace that Elias did not notice. He sat in the wingback chair, the leather worn thin and dark as old blood beneath his palms. The house was too quiet. It was a silence that had weight, a physical pressure against the eardrums, born of the fact that the only other living thing in the structure was the oak tree outside the...

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