The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The train cut through the mist like a knife through wet wool, and I stood by the window, watching the gray fields of the North York Moors blur into a single, breathing entity. I had returned to Harrowgate not for the quiet, nor for the old stone houses that clung to the hillsides like barnacles, but for a duty that felt less like law enforcement and more like penance. My uniform was a sharp,...

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