The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

"Do you remember the sound it made when the wind hit the glass? Not the shattering, but the low, sustained hum, like a cello string pulled too tight by a nervous hand." Eleanor sat on the edge of the stone bench in the garden, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea that had long since gone cold, the ceramic rough against her fingertips, a texture that grounded her even as the world around us...

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