The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

It began in the dark. A dream of iron and wet grass. He saw the blade. It hung in the air, suspended by nothing. Not a sword. Not a knife. Just a shape. A long, cold absence in the light. He reached for it. His hand closed on air. The cold burned his palm. He woke with the taste of rust in his mouth. The room was gray. Pale light seeped through the blinds. Elias sat up. The sheets clung to him....

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