The Distant Summer

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The steel of the blade sang a high, thin note as it bit into the wood, a sound that cut through the humid air of the training hall with surgical precision. I was mid-strike, the momentum of my body coiled and releasing in a single, fluid arc, when the impact shuddered up my arm and into my teeth. The target, a heavy bag filled with sand and old rags, swung back against the chain, groaning in...

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