The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain hit the tin roof in a steady, metallic hiss. I sat by the cold stove. The fire had died hours ago. I held my hands over the empty grate. They were shaking. The coat was on the chair. It was a dark wool thing. Heavy. Thick. The cuffs were frayed. The buttons were loose. One was missing. The fabric had thinned at the elbows. It looked like skin stretched over bone. I looked at it for a...

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