The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

He walked. The road was long. It was grey. It was wet. Elias had no horse. He had no coin. He had only his feet. They hurt. They bled. He did not care. He walked toward the Spire. The trees were thin. They had no leaves. They stood like bones. The wind moved through them. It made a sound. A low moan. It sounded like grief. Elias was not a man. Not anymore. He was a thing of shadow. A shape in...

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