The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The ink had dried on the vellum before Sir Julian Vane realized his hand was trembling, a subtle vibration that traveled up the bone of his wrist and settled into the hollow of his chest, a cold stone dropped into still water. He sat in the high library of Blackwood Hall, a room that smelled of dried lavender, beeswax, and the slow, sweet rot of ancient paper, the air so still that the dust...

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