The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The heat in the valley was not merely a temperature; it was a weight, a physical pressure that settled into the marrow of the bones. Julian, seventeen and lean as a whippet, wiped the dust from his brow with a forearm that had been stained brown by the long hours on the trail. He carried the pack on his back, a heavy canvas thing that held his mother’s water, his father’s tools, and the small,...

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