The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The air tasted of iron and ozone, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and settled into the lungs like ash. I stood on the precipice of the glass cliff, the wind whipping my hair into a dark, tangled knot against my face, while below me, the abyss churned with a violet mist that defied the laws of gravity. In my hand, I held a blade forged from starlight and sorrow, its edge...

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