The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The metal is cold. It is always cold. You feel it in your teeth before you feel it in your hands. The taste is iron and salt, a sharp, metallic tang that coats the back of your throat and refuses to wash away. You are sitting in the dark. The room is small, a box of concrete and shadow, but the darkness feels infinite, pressing against your skin like deep water. You do not blink. Blinking would...

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