The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The train did not so much arrive as it exhaled itself into the station, a long, shuddering groan of iron and steam that seemed to pull the air out of the lungs of everyone waiting on the platform. Elias Thorne stood near the edge, his fingers white-knuckled around the strap of his leather satchel, watching the mist curl off the tracks like the breath of a dying beast. He was a man composed of...

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