The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The snow had stopped, but the cold remained, a physical weight pressing against the glass of the patrol car. Elias sat behind the wheel, hands resting lightly on the leather, watching the trees pass by. They were black against the white, like scratches on a bruised sky. Beside him, Sarah was asleep. Her head rested against the window, her face pale in the moonlight. She looked small. She looked...

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