The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The fog that rolled in from the harbor did not merely obscure the city; it swallowed it whole, erasing the sharp angles of the iron bridges and the soot-streaked faces of the coal barges until the world was reduced to a single, trembling gray. Elias Thorne sat in the center of his narrow room on the fourth floor of the tenement on 4th Street, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and the...

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