The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain fell hard. It hit the mud. It hit my boots. I walked. I had no coat. I had no food. I had a book. It was old. The pages were soft. The text was worn. I loved it. I held it tight. The water seeped in. I didn’t care. I was going to find him. I was going to find the master. He was waiting. He would take me in. He would give me bread. He would let me read. That was the deal. That was the...

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