The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

"Did you hear the bell, Thomas?" The voice was low. It scraped against the cold air like a stone on slate. Thomas stood still. He did not look up. He kept his eyes on the mud. The mud was black. It was wet. It smelled of iron and rot. "I heard it," he said. "Who rang it?" "Does it matter?" "It matters to the Lord." Thomas nodded. He pulled his collar tight. The wind was coming from the north....

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