The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended grey veil that clung to the windowpanes of the infirmary, blurring the world outside into a smear of mud and indeterminate shadow. I sat on the edge of the narrow cot, my hands resting on my knees, fingers twitching with a phantom tremor that no amount of stillness could quell. In my lap lay a tin box, dented and tarnished, containing the...

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