The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the sky, a cold, persistent sigh that turned the cobblestones of the lower city into a mirror for the rotting world above. In the small, damp room that smelled of wet wool and old paper, Elias Thorne sat on a stool that wobbled with every shift of his weight, his hands resting on a slab of oak that had once been part of a cathedral door. He was...

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