The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The hall smells of roasting goose and old stone. You stand in the center of the floor. The air is thick. It presses against your chest. You are a man of tools. You know the weight of iron. You know the bite of steel. Yet here, you are merely hands. You are merely legs. You watch the dancers spin. They move like smoke. They move like water. You are stone. You are still. In your pocket, your...

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