The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The air in the archive room smelled of dry rot and old paper, a scent that had long since replaced the memory of the sea. Elias Thorne sat hunched over a mahogany desk that was too large for his body, his fingers trembling slightly as he turned the brittle pages of a ledger that dated back to the reign of the first King Henry. The room was a tomb of knowledge, sealed off from the rest of the...

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