The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain in the sanctuary does not fall; it hovers, suspended in a violet mist that smells of ozone and crushed lavender. You stand in the center of the atrium, a space that defies the geometry of the world you left behind, where the ceiling is a void of swirling nebulae and the floor is polished obsidian that reflects your own distorted silhouette. There is no sound here, only the pressure of...

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