The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain taps against the windowpane. A steady, rhythmic drumming. You are sitting in the study. The fire is low. The heat is a physical weight. You hold the object. It is cold. It is heavy. It is a blade. Not a sword. Not a dagger. A simple, curved piece of steel. It was found in the wall of the old manor. Behind the plaster. Behind the rot. You have held it for three days. It does not let go....

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