The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The sky did not fall so much as it peeled away, a sheet of lead and smoke lifting to reveal the blackened ribs of the city, and I stood in the square with the iron blade in my hand, feeling the weight of it not as a weapon but as a heavy, cold stone that had always been part of my skeleton. It was a strange thing to hold such a thing, this ancient, folded steel, a relic from the old wars that...

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