The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The door did not open. It dissolved. I stood in the corridor of the Institute. The air smelled of wet plaster and old ink. Elias stood beside me. He looked thin. His coat hung loose on his shoulders. "Are you ready?" he asked. I nodded. My hands trembled. I kept them in my pockets. We were looking for the Archive. Not the physical building. That was a ruin now. The Archive was a place. A state...

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