The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

Elias dreamed of teeth. White, sharp, and cold. They lined the walls of a room he did not recognize. He woke with his jaw clenched. The iron bedframe bit into his palms. He sat up. The room was gray. The air tasted of coal smoke and old paper. A clock on the mantel ticked. One second. Two. Three. He dressed in the dark. The uniform was stiff. The buttons pinched his skin. He moved to the...

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