The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain fell in sheets. It hammered the cobblestones of the lower city, turning the gutters into brown rivers. I stood under the eave of the old apothecary. My cloak was soaked. It weighed a ton. I was a clerk. I copied ledgers. I counted grain. I did not fight. But I held the blade. It was short. Iron. Dull. It looked like a piece of metal from a broken plow. I had found it in the mud. Or...

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