The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the skylight of the precinct, a relentless, hollow percussion. I stood before the mirror. The glass was fogged. I wiped it away with a sleeve. My hand trembled. It was a fine, high-pitched vibration. Like a wire about to snap. I looked at the face in the reflection. It was not my face. It was an older face. Tired. Hollowed out by the...

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