The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The air in the vault did not smell of rot, as one might expect in a place where time had been stolen, but of ozone and cold iron, a sharp metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s tongue with the taste of old blood and lightning. He sat alone in the center of the circular chamber, his knees drawn up to his chest, his fingers tracing the intricate, frost-rimed etchings on the floor....

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