The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the old university courtyard into a slick, reflecting mirror of the sky above, and it was in this damp, suffocating silence that Professor Arthur Pendelton found himself standing before the heavy oak doors of the Department of Natural Philosophy, his hands trembling not from the cold but from the...

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