The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The dream was steel. It was not a blade. It was a sheet. A flat, cold expanse of polished chrome that stretched to the horizon. Elias stood at its edge. The metal hummed. A low, resonant thrum that vibrated in his teeth. It was the sound of a machine that had been running too long. He reached out. His fingers brushed the surface. It was warm. It was alive. He woke. The room smelled of coal dust...

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