The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain lashed against the high, arched windows of the St. Jude’s Industrial Processing Plant with a rhythm that felt less like weather and more like the persistent, hollow knocking of a forgotten ancestor, and you stood in the center of the vast, echoing floor where the air hung thick with the metallic tang of ozone and the sweet, rotting scent of wet wool, your hands trembling not from the...

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