The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain does not fall so much as it asserts itself, a cold, persistent sheet that blurs the boundaries of the world into a grey smear of mud and iron. You stand in the center of the great hall, your boots sinking into the damp stone, the weight of the rifle in your hands a familiar, comforting anchor against the chaos that has erupted around you. The air is thick with the scent of wet wool and...

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