The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

I woke with the taste of iron in my mouth. It was a thick, rusty tang, coating my tongue and throat. I tried to spit, but the saliva came back red. I looked down. My hands were stained. The blood was dark, almost black in the dim light of the room. I looked at my palms. They were smooth. No cuts. No bruises. But the red was there. It seeped into the whorls of my fingerprints. I stared at it....

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