The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the tin roof of the outpost, a relentless, metallic rhythm that seemed to sync with the beating of my heart. I sat in the corner of the cramped office, my hands resting on the table, still stained with the grime of the road. Outside, the world was a blur of grey mist and muddy earth, but inside, the air was thick with the scent of wet...

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