The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The frost came down from the high peaks of the Carpathian foothills not as a gentle dusting of white but as a silent, suffocating blanket that smothered the village of Vatra until the air itself seemed to turn to stone in your lungs. You stood at the center of the frozen square, the old guardhouse behind you a hollowed-out shell of timber and rot, your hands wrapped around the hilt of a sword...

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