The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The ink on my fingers had not washed off in three days, a dark, tarry stain that seeped into the whorls of my skin and marked me as much as the brand on a slave or the scar on a soldier, and I found myself staring at the quill in my hand as if it were a weapon I had no intention of using, the tip dry and brittle against the parchment that lay before me on the oak table in the scriptorium of...

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