The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The mud was thick. It sucked at their boots with a wet, heavy breath. Elara wiped the grime from her eyes. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts. The air tasted of iron and wet stone. She held the blade tight. It was a thin thing. A sliver of steel. Not a sword. A tool. A chisel for the soul. Her companion, Julian, moved beside her. His face was a mask of gray dust. He did not speak. He never...

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