The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The blade took the bone. I felt it. A hot line. A snap. My left hand. Gone. Not severed. Just... Shattered. Like ice. Under a boot. I screamed. Or tried. The sound died in my throat. Choked by blood. And rage. And fear. The King was there. High on the dais. Gold and silk. His face was a mask. Cold. Stone. He watched. His eyes were hollows. Dark pits. In a pale ruin. I fell. Knees on the floor....

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