The Distant Blade
The blade struck the shield. Sparks flew like dying stars. I held my ground. The impact jarred my teeth. My arms trembled. Not from fear. From exhaustion. The man opposite me was a ghost. A blur of steel and fury. He wanted my life. He wanted the seal on my belt. The seal was ink. The seal was law. The seal was a lie. I am a Keeper. We keep the peace in Ashworth. We keep the silence in the...
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