The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The bell did not ring; it exhaled. A low, thrumming sound that vibrated in the marrow of Elias’s bones, a sound that tasted of iron and old stone. He stood in the center of the Great Hall, a space that defied the geometry of the world he had known. The ceiling was a vault of swirling nebulae, trapped within glass that was not glass, but something solidified light, pulsing with a faint, violet...

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