The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The great hall of the manor house was a cavern of smoke and candlelight, the air thick with the scent of roasted venison and the heavy, cloying perfume of lilies that lined the altar in the corner. It was the feast day of St. Jude, the patron of lost causes, and the village had gathered in the stone-walled dining room to celebrate the end of the harvest, a tradition so old it had calcified into...

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