The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain fell in sheets. It hammered the cobblestones of the old quarter. It turned the world to grey sludge. Young Elias walked. His boots were heavy. They dragged through the muck. The city breathed around him. It was a beast of stone and iron. The air tasted of copper. It tasted of rot. He carried no sword. He carried no shield. He carried only a name. And a wound. The fever had taken his...

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