The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The air inside the bunker tasted of copper and stale sweat, a thick, metallic film that coated the tongue and settled in the throat like a second skin. Elias Vance sat in the corner of the reinforced concrete room, his knees drawn up to his chest, his breathing a shallow, rhythmic hiss that barely disturbed the dust motes dancing in the single beam of light filtering through the high, barred...

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